It wasn't difficult to get Wooyoung's number it seemed. Chereen had to simply sneak into her brother's room when he was downstairs and scroll through his contact lists. And there it was.

Jang Wooyoung.

She saved the number into her phone and quickly sneaked out before Nichkhun found out. Once she was back within the safe vicinity of her room, she dialled his number and waited for someone to pick up.

"Annyeonghaseyo?" came a greet from the receiver seconds later.

"Um...Jang Wooyoung?" Chereen asked, suddenly aware that they spoke different languages. Oh .

"Ye~?"

Chereen was panicking slightly. She met Wooyoung before but her brother was always around to translate their conversation. This time she was on her own, and if she called Nichkhun, there was no way she could survive a possible annihilation later. No, she had to do this herself.

Wooyoung was wondering why there was a sudden silence from his caller. He prodded with another question. "Is someone there?"

"C-Chereen." Chereen stuttered, hoping Wooyoung could understand her name at least.

The black-headed boy furrowed his eyebrows for a moment. What does 'Chereen' means? Did he hear it right? What language was it? He tried to recall all the English words he had studied so far. He was now in the Emergency and Hospital section. And one word rhymed very closely to Chereen. "Syringe?" He said in a not so English accent. But it was audible nevertheless. Chereen almost laughed her tops off listening to his reply.

"No no, Chereen. Nichkhun's sister."

"Nichkhun....sister? Sister....dongsaeng?"

Dongsaeng? Oh my gosh, this would probably take a while, Chereen thought. What does the word mean?

While she was mentally slapping herself for not learning Korean properly, Wooyoung finally realized who his caller was. He remembered her from his travels to Thailand before. Her name is....Chereen, if he recalled properly. And she is Nichkhun's sister, the youngest one, if he wasn't mistaken.

"Ah! Chereen!" He exclaimed excitedly into the phone. "Khun's sister?" He asked again in English.

"YES! That's me! Annyeonghaseyo!"

"Ah...you call...wae?" , what was 'wae' in English again? "Uh...what? No...where?"

"Huh?" Unable to understand him, Chereen quickly rushed to her laptop and searched for a translator online while he struggled with his mental dictionary. Then thinking better of it, he rushed back to his bedroom and flipped open his English lesson book. "Uh...why! You call...why?"

"Oh..." Great, what do I say now? "Uh...brother, um...weird." She managed to say, and this confused Wooyoung.

"Weird?" He repeated the word again slowly.

She was clicking away furiously on her keyboard. Weird meant.....'gimyohan'. My life is in your hands now, Google translator, Chereen thought. Wooyoung had his phone in one hand and the other fumbling through the pages of his book, looking for the term 'weird'. But when Chereen said, "Weird---gimyohan!" he stopped.

Ah, Nichkhun was acting weird? What did she mean?

"Eh? Uh...why?"

"Uh...h-he...Wooyoung! Wooyoung! shout." Oh great, now I have to look for the meaning of 'shout', Chereen mentally slapped herself. She quickly typed away on her keyboard, while Wooyoung searched through the pages.

Shout...the beginning phonic sound was 'shher'...so it should be under the letter 's'. He flipped straight to S and found the word. "Oechim?" Wooyoung asked.

"YES! Oechim!"

Wooyoung was even more confused now. "Khun...oechim...name? Me?"

"Yes! He...oechim...your name. Wooyoung! Wooyoung! Weird! Uh...gimyohan!" She let out a relieved sigh, finally able to convey her message to him. Wooyoung was trying to make out what she said and put it into a proper sentence. What did she mean?! Argh, this was frustrating.

Just then, the door creaked open and Taecyeon suddenly entered his room, still a little groggy. Wooyoung grinned at him, shaking his head when the big guy straight away hopped into his bed and fell asleep again. Thinking that Taecyeon had probably entered the wrong room, he returned to his call.

"Uh...what you...mean?" He decided to ask. Why was Nichkhun acting weird? And why did he shout Wooyoung's name?

"Love?" Chereen suggested, smirking to herself. She wondered if Wooyoung felt the same way. The other simply kept very still, stunned by the sudden revelation.

"EH?! L-love?! Sarang?"

"Ye~ sarang~" She knew this word. And god, it felt good to troll him. Well, maybe it shouldn't be considered 'trolling'. What if Nichkhun really had feelings for Wooyoung?

Wooyoung was most definitely speechless. He was too stunned to move. Sensing the sudden silence from Wooyoung, Taecyeon got up from the younger boy's bed slowly and stared at his dongsaeng. "Who's that, Youngie?"

"C-Chereen." Wooyoung mouthed absentmindedly, spacing out for a moment. Taecyeon raised an eyebrow and asked, "Khun's sister?" He remembered her well, of course. She was quite pretty. Heck, Nichkhun's whole family was pretty.

"Ne~" Wooyoung had forgotten Chereen was still on the line, listening to their conversation.

Taecyeon suddenly got out from the bed and approached the younger boy. He gently took the phone away and spoke into the receiver. "Hello?" He greeted in English.

Chereen was delighted to hear Taecyeon's voice. She was actually happy he could speak English. "Hello!" She beamed happily.

"Chereen, is it? Wow! How come you're calling Wooyoung all the sudden?"

"I was just telling him that my brother's been acting really weird. Like yesterday, he kept talking about Wooyoung. Wooyoung this and Wooyoung that. I got annoyed of course. I mean, if he loves Wooyoung so much, he could just say it. But no~ he had to release all those pent up frustration inside him on me. You would get totally pissed too, right?"

"I would." Taecyeon said, smiling at this. "What else did he do?"

"That's basically all of it. He got all moody on everyone like he had PMS or something, and then he started making stupid noises in his room. I couldn't sleep."

"Stupid noises?" He repeated.

Wooyoung didn't understand a word, but he kept his eyes peeled on Taecyeon's expression. There was also a lot of confusion in it. The big guy suddenly heard a familiar voice in the background as she was about to answer his question.

"Chereen, lunch is ready. Who are you talking to?"

Chereen panicked when Nichkhun suddenly appeared in front of her room. "Bro!" She mouthed a soft apology into the call and quickly ended it, amusing Taecyeon on the other end. He gave the phone back to Wooyoung and said, "I think you should consider getting the gift soon. I mean, you could split your legs pretty well now."

"What did she say?"

"Just know it's not bad news," said the big guy with a smirk on his face. "Let's go shopping today, Youngie. And I think you would like having Java Chip Frappuccino."

"Why, hyung?"

"It's coffee mixed with milk and mocha sauce blended with ice! Sweet and cold. You could have whipped cream and a drizzle of chocolate chips or cookies on top."

Wooyoung chuckled at Taecyeon's suggestion. "Since when did you become such a connoisseur in coffee?"

"I learned it from you. Junho and I found out you have a different but specific taste in coffee whenever your mood varies. Too bad Nichkhun doesn't notice this."

"What makes you think I would like Java Chip suddenly?"

"It's because..." Taecyeon leaned his body closer until his face was only inches away from Wooyoung's face. "Youngie ah...I think Nichkhun's in love with you."

"W-what?! What makes you say t-that?!"

"I could tell. Chereen merely confirmed it for me earlier. So, come on now, let's go get his gift." He dragged Wooyoung up and pushed the younger boy into the bathroom, "Wash up, stinky. We're going shopping today, babe!"

Wooyoung could only shake his head in disbelief as he prepared himself that day. Taecyeon's words were stuck in his head. Nichkhun loves me? Nichkhun loves me...."OH MY GOSH, NICHKHUN LOVES ME!" He was smiling the whole day after that. And Taecyeon was right. Java Chip really upvoted his mood.

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