Chansung was in a terribly bad mood. It wasn’t the first time Chansung acted slightly off, but the last time was quite a while ago. The worst days were probably those when Nichkhun was starring in “We Got Married” together with Victoria. Chansung often pointed out how much he hated variety shows that toyed with feelings and forced loveliness. Especially when it involved Nichkhun, he already was barely at home.
It hasn't bothered him that much when anyone else had a rumoured relationship though. He cared less when Jokwon or Jiwoon had joined, all of  Taecyeon’s scandals or  his current fake relationship with GuiGui. Not even Minjun’s romantic Idol experience concerned him either. For  One Day, Chansung’s feelings toward his Hyung were quite obvious.

The day started with the recording for ‘a song for you’ and ended with a shooting for their comeback album ‘Grown’. Chansung was bratty the whole time and showed no sign of respect to any of his Hyungs. Consequently Wooyoung preferred to stay as far away from him as possible, at least for today. Junho on the other side tried his best to cheer him up which made Chansung even more furious. If Minjun wouldn’t have had an eye on the two of them it might have turned out really bad. Taecyeon simply ignored every snapping commentary of his hot tempered Dongsaeng patiently. While Nichkhun just focused on his job.
Luckily the photo shoot was done very quickly.

Minjae carefully manoeuvred their black van backwards in the parking slot, ignoring the awkward heaviness around his kids. He was a victim of Chansung’s y behaviour earlier as well. Therefore he could guess how relieved they must have felt being finally at home. But Chansung seemed to be the most excited and as soon as the vehicle stopped he slid the side door open to jump out of it. He left the van in record tempo and recklessly slammed the door shut behind him. Almost causing an accident without purpose of course but maybe still not fully innocent since his victim was Junho. He was about to get out of the car after Chansung when he recognized the speedily closing door. Too startled to move he just starred frightened at his hand which was still placed on the door frame. If Taecyeon hadn’t reacted just in time his fingers would have  an ugly meeting with the power of a smashing door. On the ride back Taecyeon sat on his favourite place next to the driver. He was able to snatch the seat away before anyone else could. In the small hope to elude Chansung’s moroseness. To his misfortune the other members placed out of everyone Chansung behind him. He wasn’t certainly sure if Chansung hit against his chair on purpose or not but it stressed the out of him. He already had enough of Chansung’s obnoxious and selfish attitude, it was annoying him. The final dot on the top was that Chansung almost squeezed carelessly Junho’s fingers because he was still mad at him. The last thing they needed now was a scandal in which the past rumours of members bullying each other would come up again. Their comeback already suffered once and now everything should be as perfect as possible if they wanted to maintain. They just couldn’t effort any more failures now.
“Yah Chansung-ah!”
Taecyeon shouted angrily while chasing their Maknae. His endurance had come to its limit and he lost it. There was one thing being selfish and having a bad day, it was something completely different if his behaviour risks their groups safety. Junho felt offended about Chansung’s acting, but he knew that he probably deserved it. And he was more afraid of what could happen if Taecyeon caught Chansung now. Rushing behind the two giants to reach up Taecyeon and calm him down before he got his hands on Chansung. Minjun slept during the car ride but he woke up early enough to get witness of Taecyeon’s scolding. Curiosity and sense of duty goaded his heavy bones to move as quickly as they could effort after this long day and lack of sleep. Their comeback choreography wasn’t that bad though but Minjun started to work out again. His younger Dongsaengs worked hard to make everything perfect, and he wouldn’t let them down. Even if that meant to do less composing and start to accompany his beastly brothers for their heartlessly draining gym hours.
He was a bit worried, Taecyeon rarely lost his temper but if he did he could become really harsh and even violent. Therefore he hurried closely behind Junho to save his kids.
Nichkhun and Wooyoung were left behind. Because even though Nichkhun would have liked to get up too Wooyoung’s grip on his sweater wasn’t letting him.
Minjae always had a sense of letting his boys privacy when they needed. And he used the opportunity to go and buy himself some snacks for tonight. He smiled on the way to the convenience store next by. Because he could almost hear Chansung’s begging voice when they searched for a good place for their new dorm. It had to have six rooms, two baths and to be near a 24 hours store. That time Minjae couldn’t find any good in that wish, since stores also meant the chance of being recognized and hunted by fans. But right now he saw the benefits out of it.
Wooyoung glared at Nichkhun but he didn’t keep silent for too long using the opportunity of their togetherness to have a sincere man to man talk.
“Okay seriously speaking. What have you done?”
Nichkhun mused about it for a moment before he shrugged and answered.
“I have not the slightest shimmer.”
Wooyoung’s question came unexpectedly but he wasn’t astonished by it. He hadn’t called Wooyoung as his housewife without a reason. Despite of Wooyoung’s stage image his true personality was caring and gentle. Especially when it was about Chansung, Wooyoung clearly had a soft spot for his Maknae. Therefore it was obvious that Nichkhun’s answer wasn’t satisfying him. Crinkling his nose like he always did if he was unhappy. It was just another way to underline his displeased feelings toward his Hyung.
“Then stop thinking about and fix it!”
This wasn’t an advice a friend or a brother would give him, this was more likely an unspoken tread.
“But I haven’t done anything.”
“I don’t care just make him happy, damn it!”
Wooyoung then grabbed his fan presents and left Nichkhun behind. Nichkhun wasn't really eager about this conversation but the abrupt ending offended him.
The Thai sat in the car for a little bit longer to enjoy the silence for a while. He decided to take the stairs although it took quite some time to reach the 12 floor.  Just to enjoy the silent a little longer and having the peace he needed to think about Wooyoung’s words. He lied because he was sure he knew why his Maknae had acted that way.

When he opened the door he was greeted by a furious and frustrated cross-armed OkCat that blocked his entrance and glared at him.
“Seriously Nichkhun, he needs to be laid! Go and that y behaviour outta him. Because if you don’t I will and he won’t be able to walk tomorrow!”
Minjun grabbed Taecyeon’s ear and tugged the now whining beast out of Nichkhun’s way.
“Stop babbling nonsense and take care of your need on your own.”
Taecyeon’s respond was a big teeth smile from ear to ear.
“Are you going to help me out Minjunie? Because you do sound a little jealous to me! Though I wouldn’t mind ing you instead.”
Minjun became flustered and he let go of Taecyeon’s ear, just to slap his back head and kick him playfully.
“Dare you talking to me like this again and I will clean your mouth with soap!”
“Don’t play hard to get Kay~ I know you like ing!”
“Yah-!”
In contrary to the situation Minjun suddenly led his Dongsaeng to his bedroom. In which both entered and who knows, maybe Taecyeon really got the chance to be laid as well.
Nichkhun felt a bit puzzled but couldn’t help but to grin about those two. Jun.K would never voice it out loud but he was affected by the younger one. Although he always disavowed it they couldn’t fool the Thai, especially since they were way too loud to make a secret of it. He still preferred the moan of some certain else and this else really needed his attention now. Full of anticipation he almost oversaw Wooyoung and Junho who sat in the living room together. Not even bothering to care about TaecKay since they both probably got witnesses of their night activities as well.
They were playing street fighters, and knowing his Dongsaengs he knew not to interrupt them. Well not that he planned to waste any more time than necessary anyway. Because he knew as more time his impatient Maknae had to wait as more he had to sweet talk before he get his own wants. He still took the time to give each of his younger brothers a good night kiss on the top of their heads. Softly warning them to not make too long either, since Taec could get pretty loud and schedules were set early tomorrow. Before he finally turned around and walked unerring to the door he longed the whole day forward to. He liked all pattern of his Maknae, he loved his cutty y behaviour or the cute innocent one. But what Nichkhun liked the most was to play with Chansungs endurance. Leaving Junho and Wooyoung without any further explanations since they already knew and were busy with their video game. Or at least that’s what he thought they were. Not noticing the hurtful glance Junho gave him over his back. Consequently he also missed the sharp elbow that bored between Junho’s ribs letting the younger whimper in pain.
“You have overdone it today.”
Wooyoung hissed as soon as he heard the door closed behind Nichkhun. He was too focused on the game to let his eyes leave the television, but it wasn’t necessary either.
“I know Hyung … but I love him so much, it hurts.”
“So does Chansung. They both are together, so don’t forget your place.”
Junho bit his lips, he knew it was the truth but it was more painful to hear it directly as he expected. He paused the game before he weakly let go of the controller.
“I don’t think I can do it anymore … maybe if Nichkhun knew, he might fe-“
“Shut up”
Wooyoung interrupted him harshly.
“I never would have let go of Chansung if I wouldn’t be sure.”
He added almost softly before he dropped the controller as well. Then turning around to face Junho, grabbing his shaking hands carefully.
“Love hurts,  but it won't kill you. And someday the pain will fade.”
“Hyung …”
Junho gasped and searched for hold. Faintly climbing on Wooyoung’s lap, his fingers desperately clung on his shirt. Wooyoung pressed him closer and comfortingly over his lower back. Junho’s head cuddled into the crock of his neck, futile trying not to sob but the wet texture on Wooyoung’s skin indicated him.
“Shhh, everything is gonna be okay …”
Not being able to do anything else but to console the broken emperor, holding him tightly all night long.

Chansung heard Taecyeon threatening Nichkhun. He couldn’t help but to feel hurt that the Thai hadn't protected him. It felt like a whole eternity in which Chansung wondered what Nichkhun was doing. He lingered motionless in his bed anxiously waiting for Nichkhun to join him. He rarely used his own room which let him feel uncomfortable being here and so it was impossible for him to become cushy in his own bed. If he wasn’t at Nichkhun’s place, he still often slept in the living room together with Wooyoung. Because old habits die hard and whenever he was mad at Nichkhun the living room became the safest place not to literarily get by him.
His body tensed when he heard the long desired sound of the door. It wasn’t necessary for Chansung to turn around, he could recognize Khunnie’s scent everywhere and his strong presence made his room Nichkhun’s territory.
“Channie-ah why are you so sulky today?”
Chansung could feel how the mattress bent down because of the weight of the person sitting next to him. He still had his back turned towards him, although the soft words and the warm hand caressing his neck gently already broke his resist. He couldn’t be mad at the Thai he never could but before he once again gave in he wanted to play this game a little bit longer. He wanted to hear those words that let his heart flutter.
“Nothing.”
He managed to say it as bluntly as he wanted it to sound and couldn’t help but to feel a little proud. Although he also was scared Nichkhun might just leave because he acted that way. He knew out there was a much easier to get who gladly would take every option to pleasure Nichkhun. He knew he was insecure when it came to Nichkhun. There was nothing he feared as much as being left alone in the darkness right now.
“Tell me or I’m gonna tease it out of you.”
He poked his side but Chansung just curled into a ball a little bit more.
“Don’t want to …can’t we just cuddle please?”
That surprised Nichkhun he, hasn’t expected Chansung to be that hurt.
“What?! Channie isn’t in the mood to have with me? Okay now I am seriously worried.”
Instead of snuggling he leaned over the younger one gently brushing his hair out of his face.
Scattering soft kisses as light as the touch of a butterfly on his cheeks, forehead, nose and his ear. He started to his earlobe when Chansung slightly turned his head away to answer.
“I hate when you flirt with erveryone except me because I don’t want to share you with anyone anymore …”
He mumbled more into his pillow than to Nichkhun, because he knew how stupid and impossible his jealousy was.
Nichkhun moved back a bit to have a better view on that small bundle in front of him. He saw how scared he was and he also sensed the pain through his words. He felt guilty that it made him happy seeing him like this.
“Chansung …
Do you know why maples have red leaves?”
The Thai smiled gently while watching closely at his Dongsaeng’s pretty face.
“No …”
Chansung whispered irritated, but was glad that Nichkhun finally lay down as well.
Wrapping an arm around him and started to caress his tummy instead of his hair.
“Because except all other plants the maple tree loves the moon so much that it can only grow in the night. While all the other plants are sleeping deeply it reaches its leaves towards the moon.”
“Liar…”
Chansung muttered but listen to his Hyung anyway.
“It’s not a lie …
Because of the lack of sun light the leaves turning red.”
“You aren’t going to tell me our love is like a maple tree, are you?”
“Pabo-yah, just listen till I’m finished.”
Nichkhun now pouted playfully before he placed a kiss on Chansung’s nape.
He chuckled when he saw the goosebump Chansung got immediately as he huddled a bit closer to Nichkhun.
"There might be many pretty flowers out there, seen and noticed by everyone but for me the leaves of her maple tree are the prettiest. Because flowers might be pretty at first but they will fade away soon. A maple tree always looks beautiful.”
He pulled Chansung closer to him and held him tightly.
“You really think of yourself as the moon don’t cha-”
Nichkhun buried his teeth into the delicate flesh while his hands slipped under his shirt tickled along his happy trail. It irritated Chansung, it let him shut up immediately. The silence whiled not for long since Nichkhun took advantage and made sure his hot breath brushed against sensitive skin.
“Chansungie, I don’t need any cute girl with a hot yours is even hotter…”
Pulling him in a hug while pressing his pelvic against his and let the younger feel that he really meant what he just said. Even though they were still dressed Chansung could exactly feel  what Nichkhun was hiding behind those pants.
“I don’t need anything else than you, because you are my maple tree and perfect the way you are.”
Nichkhun broke the thight embrace but only to get enough space to lean over on his left arm, still resting his right on Chansung’s stomach. Drawing imaginary circles on the younger’s abs. He wanted to carefully remember every slightest change in Chansung’s face. It was too cute how Chansung struggled with his emotion. He wanted to keep calm and since he still was sulky, but he also was too flustered. Nichkhun knew his favourite Dongsaeng very well. Chansung was really cat like he got tiffed quickly but he also was easily to be tamed. He hadn’t the chance to think about his Maknae any longer since the dark orbs were begging him silently for some regard. And Nichkhun was very willing to give him what they both had longed for. Slowly bending down before he caringly kissed the soft subtle lips. He amusedly observed how Chansung’s eyes brightened up although the kiss was so abscond that it was far from being enough for his own satisfying.
“And now be a good boy and stop complaining and let me love you.”
“Today you didn’t even want to be my friend.”
Yes he knew Nichkhun didn’t mean it, he wanted to be funny, and he was, but it hurt.
“Well then I will have to remind you every night that you don’t need to be my friend since you’re already mine.”
“Your schedules won’t allow since you are rarely at home.”
“Well then I have to make sure to prove it to you. We could have phone dates like we used to when you were in Japan.”
“It’s not the same…”
“It is and I will tell you every night that you belong to me like the moon to the earth.”
“And what are you going to do when it rains?”
“Then I will say that every rain drop is a tear of my ripped heart because it can’t be next to you.”
Chansung rolled his eyes before turned around to face his Hyung.
“Too cheesy Hyung, I think you forgot that I’m not one of those girls …”
“You’re not but still you like it. Why else would you be so flustered? Do you like it when I treat you like a girl?”
Nichkhun pushed Chansung back into his sheets and fixed his wrist above his head with a firm grip. His free hand painfully slow under his shirt up to the collarbone and down to his chest. Monitoring every reaction of Chansung, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Chansung’s breath first slowed down rapidly before he tried hard not to pant. He felt like looking into the eyes of a hungry beast toying with his prey. Not that he disliked being the cause of his Hyung’s impatience but it was far away from his plan to spend the evening.
In a vain attempt to allay his own arousal he let his tongue slip over his lips. Nichkhun couldn’t help but to wonder if Chansung knew how he looked like this.
“Want to be my baby girl tonight?”
“ahh Hyuuung~”
Chansung half-heartedly tried to break free of the grip Nichkhun pinned him down with. But both of them were very aware that this can’t count as a real try. He liked it, but he was too embarrassed to admit. Instead he turned his head away, and played along with Nichkhun’s will.
Very aware that he won the game Nichkhun grinned in triumph before he hungrily along Chansung's jawbone up to his earlobe. His lips almost touched Chansungs ear before he pruriently whispered:
“Tonight,  just call me oppa.”
Chansung pouted, because he wasn’t able to answer anymore. Not because of Nichkhun’s words, but his hands which rubbed around his nibbles seriously made him go insane. Aware that he wasn’t able to hold back his moans once he would open his mouth. But his pride didn’t allow him to show Nichkhun his need just yet.
Chansung slammed his head back and bit his lips to keep silent and he obedient held his hands on position although Nichkhun had let go of them already.
Yes he knew how he had to treat his Dongsaeng but how could he not be aroused by Chansung?

It wasn’t surprising that Nichkhun was the first one who woke up the next day.
He smiled at his cat-like Dongseang next to him curled up into a ball cuddling him to be as close to Nichkhun as possible. Chansung wasn’t always that devote, he could be beastly and wild too, but there were days when Nichkhun needed to dominate Chansung and Chansung deserves to be teased. More relaxed and more energy than usual  he was ready to face whatever wanted to roll into his ways today. He placed a soft kiss between Chansung’s bladebones because he knew whom he owned his high spirit. As much he would like to nestle a little bit longer he overcame his tiredness because after yesterday he really needed a shower.
He wouldn’t have mind to take one with Chansung but that would be to risky for their time schedule. Creeping as silently as possible not to wake up anyone else he hurried back to his own room. He was still since he didn’t bother to dress himself knowingly that nobody else would be awake anyway. He shortly picked up some fresh clothes and walked straight to the kitchen. Just to prepare coffee - an unwritten law in the 2pm dorm. The first member who wakes up has to switch on the coffee machine because soon five too sleepy beasts would be very needy for that elixir. Smiling while he also set six cups on the counter knowingly that in the big chaos no one could reach the cupboard anymore. He ambeled happily to the bathroom, not locking the door behind. After living together for so long they just don’t care anymore since they often saw each other back in their trainee days. Again he didn’t realized the glances of someone who was silently following and secretly adoring him.
When Chansung got up he was dressed in nothing more but boxer shorts. The youngest member searched for his boyfriend but in the kitchen he could only spot Junho. Which let him figure out where Nichkhun had to be. Smiling widely when his eyes met the bathroom door and giving him the idea of maybe being able to peep on his Hyung. Liking that thought he sneaked to the door and opened it carefully not to cause any telltale noise. He would lie if he would say he wasn’t proud and by the look of Nichkhun’s body. But to his big disappointment Nichkhun wasn’t anymore, and he couldn’t even surprise him since he already saw Chansung in the mirrors while brushing his teeth.
Nichkhun laughed about the priceless, frustrated face and the puppy eyes Chansung made.
He was so cute and looked nearly lost because he got caught right away. Nichkhun couldn’t help but to chuckle about his Dongsaeng’s cuteness. He was just too easy to read. Remembering something important Nichkhun took his toothpaste.
Chansung closely observed the doing of his Hyung anxiously. But then he felt his heart skipping a beat, and his eyes even got a bit teary. He wasn’t usually the type that got touched that easily but this surprise really got him. It might look corny to others but for Chansung it was precious. Nichkhun never showed any obvious affection towards Chansung in front of others, not even to the members. Though they already could guess since it was impossible to keep anything secret from a bunch of curios beasts. The only togetherness they usually shared was in Nichkhun’s bedroom or late at night when no one else was around. Therefore Chansung really was surprised when he saw the toothpaste heart next to a typical Khun-smile on the mirror. Nichkhun hadn’t even time enough to spew out the foam when Chansung had already pulled him into a bear hug. He then turned around to steal his beloved Dongsaeng a kiss that became more eager than both had planned. Not knowing that they were stalked by a heartbroken witness.
When they broke their kiss, both were breathless. And Chansung finally realised the toothpaste taste in his mouth.
“That's just dirty Hyung!"
Chansung stuck his tongue out in disguise while whining next to a sheepishly grinning Nichkhun.  But before Nichkhun was able to answer Chansung suddenly turned away and glared at the door.  Nichkhun followed Chansungs gaze to found the eyes that secretly had stared at his back for quite some time. Junho?!

Junho’s heart broke apart when he secretly eavesdropped the couple. Nichkhun never called it love although they all knew they both had a -relationship. Therefore there was still hope, right? But just now Nichkhun made the first move to more, and maybe he even would tell the others. It was a stupid idea to confess after all. But it wasn’t planned like this. Why did Chansung have to be together with him. It should have been romantic and perfect. He just had absolutely no excuse to be here carrying around a love letter-like plate with breakfast. He thought it would be easier that way, no evidence in case Nichkhun would turn down the offer. That way his friendship to Chansung hadn't to suffer because he never had to find out. Just now everything Junho had aranged seemed to break apart and he couldn’t even hide or at least try to run away because his body was frozen out of shock.
How was he supposed to explain himself?
“Yah Junho-yah where is my food? Didn’t I say that I wanted to have breakfast in bed? I told you better not bet with me.”
Junho was sure he never felt that happy hearing Wooyoung before. Latter snapped Junho’s plate out of his tight grip and grinned widely at them.
“Don’t stare at it like this Channie-ah that’s mine.”
He cutely before grabbing Junho's wrist since he seemed to be a little lost and dragged him along back to the kitchen. Letting back a confused but hungry Chansung and a sceptical Nichkhun.
“It did look tasty …”
Chansung mumbled, and Nichkhun chuckled.
“I will make you one too, okay?”
“But you don’t eat one of Junho’s …
I mean I can make them too Hyung!”
Nichkhun turned around smiling gently and kissed his still pouting Dongseang.
“I know but you were a good boy yesterday, it's my turn to pamper you today.”

“Thank you I owe you …” Junho humbled.
Wooyoung glared at Junho, slamming the obvious plate on the table.
“What was that for? Did you plan to ruin their relationship or our comeback or something?”
“No … I just …
I couldn’t endure it any longer… Hyung he has to know about my feelings … otherwise how can I know he wouldn’t have taken me instead.”
“Because he already knows …
The only one who doesn’t is Chansung and for the sake of your friendship you better don’t try such things again.”
Junho bit his lips, but wasn’t ready to give up like this.
“How do you know? Wouldn’t it be better for you if he starts to love me as well?
Chansung and You as well as Nichkhun and me and everyone would be happy.”
“Don't even dare making plans for my feelings.”
Wooyoung grabbed Junho's collar and tugged him closer and  before Junho knew what was happening, Wooyoung stole him a rough and harsh kiss.
Not letting go of Junho's clothes yet, instead he pulled him closer once more and quietly groaning into his ear:
“Now you owe me something.”
As wooyoung went off he slapped junho's carelessly which probably will leave a red mark. Junho touched his lips, suprised and shocked by his own and the happenings from before. His mind was blown away, so far that he didn't even noticed Nichkhun. He just showed up to make the promised breakfast but now he seemed to have forgotten about that since he looked really khunfused.
Wooyoung hasn’t planned this, it just happened. He wasn’t completely sure if he was proud or scared, because now the stones that were set began to roll and nothing could stop them.

I’m sorry Chansung …

                            But I love YOU