The pink haired male cleared his throat and looked away, trying with all his might to keep the snicker from escaping his lips, “Uh, excuse me guys, I’ll be right back.”

“My intentions…?” he asked as he glanced at Dongwoo, hoping to catch his eyes and plead with his gaze for him to not leave him. Unfortunately for him, the happy senior didn’t even spare him a glance as he got up.

The pink haired male knew that it wasn’t his place to even into that conversation. Besides, he could get the juicy details from Sunggyu later. He’d admit, he wanted to see how the other squirmed under his best friend’s gaze because despite having a lack of said feature, his glares were no joke. He’d been on the receiving end before and it was not pretty.

Woohyun watched the other walk away, a little worried at being left alone. He didn’t know Sunggyu that well, so he wasn’t sure how to deal with him quite yet.

“I don’t have any. We’re just friends,” he tried when he figured there was no way of getting out of it, giving Sunggyu his best, charming smile.

“Just friends…,” Sunggyu repeated, his eyes set on the other’s features.

“Yeah…just friends… by the way hyung,” he said quickly, hoping to change the older male’s attention from the scrutinizing gaze that made his palms sweat, “How many sisters do you have? I think Yeunja mentioned that I haven’t met two…?”

The senior sighed, letting it slide for the moment. He figured he got his point across rather clearly, “I have six sisters. The oldest is Aecha and the second eldest is Eunae. Those are the ones you haven’t met.”

“I’ve seen Aecha once. She was really pretty. Is… she really married?” he asked, trying his best to sound indifferent before taking a bite of the burger.

“She is,” he answered, “Happily married,” he added, not liking the interest he was showing in his eldest sister, before taking a sip of his drink.

But when did he see her? She hasn’t been over in a while… He thought for a second until he suddenly remembered.

No, he definitely hadn’t seen his sister, Aecha, at all… it was him he had seen that night they moved in.

The drink nearly fell from his grip.

The week went by quickly and Sunggyu found himself looking forward to lunch much more than he used to.

On Tuesday he found out the junior liked to cook. After boasting that he cooked for himself and Myungsoo any dish that he wanted. Sunggyu logged that away for later.

On Wednesday he found out Woohyun was probably as much of a fan of Nell as he was. He nearly made him his best friend right then and there if it wasn’t for his actual best friend being present and hearing the sudden declaration, earning him a very painful pinch to his side. Dongwoo was a fan as well (how could he not be? Sunggyu’s influences stuck) so they all engaged in conversation concerning the band’s music.

On Thursday he traded player tags with the other. Their discussion went from movies, to shows, to games. He was happy to hear the other played games Dongwoo and he played often.

In between all of that, they discovered that the junior liked to work out and that his passion for motorcycles was genuine. Sunggyu found the last two hard to believe (he didn’t take the other’s biceps and full figure into consideration) but he confirmed both on his own as he was doing nothing but lounging around like the lazy guy he was.

It was a Saturday morning, really early, or at least early to those that had no business waking up at eight in the morning, and Sunggyu found himself staring up at his ceiling. The house was quiet except for the occasional clink of plates that traveled upstairs. His parents were probably up already. He got up slowly and ran his fingers through his hair lazily, settling it into some semblance of control. Once he figured it was alright, he headed to his balcony doors and pulled the curtains open. It was a calm and clear morning. He opened the doors and slowly stepped outside. The balcony was cool and smooth against his bare feet. He couldn’t help but stretch all the kinks from his body that accumulated during the night as he breathed in the morning air. He let out a contented sigh. He was glad his room didn’t face the sunrise. It was engulfed in shadows until the afternoon.

He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and turned to the Nam’s backyard. He raised his brow when he noticed Woohyun and Myungsoo were already outside.

What are they doing…? He watched them silently, curiously. They seemed to be teasing each other. Woohyun kept pointing at Myungsoo’s stomach and kept trying to lift the plain white t-shirt up, but the younger boy wouldn’t let him. They continued for a minute more before they reached an agreement.

Sunggyu’s eyes widened when both guys removed their shirts. He couldn’t help the low ‘woah’ that escaped his lips when he realized what they were talking about. His face flushed and he quickly turned away. Was that what brother’s talked about? Who had the better body? He swallowed as he slowly turned his attention back to the two guys down in the backyard.

They both looked incredible. ‘Those brothers look like they came out of a magazine.’ He wasn’t sure why that suddenly flashed in his brain but he vaguely wondered if those girls had already seen them shirtless.

“Sunggyu!”

Where and when is what he wanted to know. He didn’t doubt that they’d be ogling them when they went out to play at school.

“…Sunggyu…?”

If that was the case, then he could understand why the entire girl population at school was crazy about these two. What more could a girl possibly want? Good looks, great body (even if Woohyun was a bit on the short side, at least he was taller than Dongwoo) and really nice smiles.

“Sunggyu!”

He snapped out of his thoughts as he heard his name. He quickly realized he was staring at them and looked away before trying a smile and waving at them, albeit shyly. He was embarrassed at his blatant gawking.

“Are you alright?” Woohyun asked, concerned. The red head wore a lost look on his face.

“I’m fine!” he waved at them again before hurrying back inside and throwing himself face-first onto his pillow.

What the heck was he doing?

Sunggyu was sitting at his electric piano sometime after midday. He was wearing big studio headphones so that the noise didn’t disturb anyone else. He was practicing for a presentation for his music class but quickly got distracted as he moved from the classical piece to one he was learning on his own free time. The piano had its own stand and he would simply turn the chair from his desk around and settle down there, next to the door. He was humming along to the lyrics in his head when he saw his older sister peek inside from the corner of his eye. He quickly pulled off his headphones when he saw her moving her lips.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” she repeated.

“Yeah,” he took the headphones off from around his neck and placed them on the piano. He was sitting with his back to the desk. He watched as she closed the door behind her and locked it. He raised a brow at that, wondering what it could be that needed that much privacy.

“It’s about Yeunja…,” she stated once she was seated on the male’s bed.

“What’s wrong with her?”

Haneul remained silent for a second, looking down at the carpet before finally sighing and looking up at the red haired teen, “She has bruises.”

“Okay…,” Sunggyu waited for her to elaborate.

“On her back and on her arms… both of them….”

Sunggyu was dreading where the conversation was going, “…Did she say how she got them?”

Haneul sighed again, “She says she tripped over something and fell back against the lockers… but that doesn’t explain the bruises on her arms. She has them on the inside. I don’t know how anyone can bruise there.”

“You don’t… you don’t think she’s getting bullied… do you?” Sunggyu asked, concerned.

“Maybe… but we can’t tell Mom and Dad, at least not yet. Just keep an eye on her and get your friends to keep an eye on her too. I know Dongwoo knows a lot of people.”

“Yeah, don’t worry. Thanks for telling me. I’ll keep an eye out for her,” Sunggyu gave her a reassuring smile and she sighed yet again.

“I never thought our little sister would be getting bullied…,” Haneul stated after a moment before getting up and unlocking the door.

Yeunja burst through the door the second Haneul pulled it open, “Hello! Let me just be a creep for a second,” she walked straight to the balcony doors and headed outside, not hiding the fact that she was looking for the brothers in the slightest.

“Yeunja! Come on, we’re waiting on you!” they heard their mother yell from the base of the stairs.

The younger sister huffed before turning to go back inside, “See you guys later,” she said as she rushed out of the room.

Sunggyu spent most of the early afternoon wondering about what Yeunja could possibly be getting bullied for. He discussed it with Haneul for a while, at least until Kkotip showed up to pick her up, but they came up empty handed. She wasn’t extremely popular but she was known as one of the brighter students in her year. She was never someone who looked for trouble either.

The red head gave up for the time being, deciding to head outside for a little while to get some fresh air but not before pouring himself a cold glass of lemonade his baby sister and mom made earlier. With a book under his arm and the glass in hand, he made his way outside to the front porch where they had a nice swing installed.

He quickly lost himself in the book, hardly paying any attention to his drink that slowly grew hot on the table. It wasn’t until he could no longer feel his left leg (that he was currently sitting on) that he decided to look up. He did a double take when he saw Woohyun on the driveway of his own house. He was doing something to his bike.

What the… does he just randomly decide to come out when I’m outside? Sunggyu thought, slightly annoyed. He didn’t really have a reason to be annoyed but he was a bit put off by how model-esque the younger male appeared to be. He chose to ignore him for the time being and, after switching positions, continued to read. However his concentration was completely broken. He couldn’t keep himself from glancing up at the male every few moments.

Five minutes passed and after realizing he hadn’t advanced a single page he let out a frustrated sigh. He folded the corner of the page he was re-reading for a while and got up, getting ready to go inside when Woohyun called out to him.

“Sunggyu! Can you give me a hand, please?”

“Damn it…,” he muttered under his breath, before turning to face the other, “Sure…,” he tossed his book onto the swing before heading out into the sun. He noticed the oil pan settled under the motorcycle and he quickly concluded that he was giving the deathtrap an oil change.

“What’s up?” he asked once he reached the younger male.

“Well, do you think you can rock the bike a bit?”

“…What?”

“Rock the bike back and forth. I need to make sure all the oil is out of it,” Woohyun explained again.

“What? I can’t do that! What if I tip it over completely?” Sunggyu questioned, alarmed that Woohyun would allow him to do such a thing.

“You won’t, come on. I’d do it but…,” he showed him his oil covered hands, “I just washed her. I don’t want to get her dirty again.”

The red head made a light grimace before sighing, “I take no responsibility for anything that may happen to your bike, do you hear me?” Sunggyu asked as he took hold of the handles, making the younger male chuckle lightly. He debated the possibility of mounting the bike for a split second before deciding against it. He slowly moved the bike back and forth and realized it wasn’t as heavy as it looked.

“A little more, Sunggyu,” Woohyun instructed.

“Okay,” the senior said as he tilted it over to the side away from him. He went as far as he could, without losing his grip but he quickly realized it was a lot heavier when it was tilted too far off to one side.

“W-Woohyun!” he yelled in panic as he tried to pull the bike back but was only able to hold it in place.

The owner of the bike was quick on his feet, pulling the bike back to its center stand, “Oh, that was close. I didn’t think you were mean enough to do that!” Woohyun teased with a smile.

Despite his quick response, he made sure not to touch his bike and took hold of the older male’s hands on the handlebars instead, placing his greasy palms on top of the other male’s lighter ones. Sunggyu was frozen in place for a second but he quickly retracted his hands when he realized Woohyun didn’t move his from place.

“Oh, sorry. I got your hands dirty. But it was either that or me demanding you pay for damages,” the younger continued to joke before kneeling and returning his attention to the pan, “But I think that did it. Thanks a lot!” he said.

“You’re welcome,” Sunggyu responded.

He took hold of the screw and began to put it back in place, “All I need to do now is put some new one in. Say, you’ve never rode a bike before, right? What do you say you come—” he cut his sentence short when he realized he was talking to thin air.