A/N: I'm working on another ChunJoe story yay! ^^ Of course, it'll have Teen Top in it, and other characters as necessary. It'll be about their lives as a KPOP group, so a bit more realistic compared to my other stories heh~ I'm still in the process of writing a good chunk of it so I'm not scrambling for updates like I've been recently >.< Anyways, sorry for the long wait for this chapter! 

@exzhile Thank you so much for your comments on my stories, they make me so happy! ^^ And of course, thank you for enjoying my stories and god asdkjsdfjkasdjksdf <3 Aigoo, hormonial Byunggie, he's so cute and I have so much fun writing him like that heh. AND JONGHYUN SMH. he's bad >.< 

@--chunsa He really is cute, isn't he? I just want to squish him to death--

@meyrall Don't worry, Byunhun is going to have his fair share of sensitive moments ^^~

@Kgirlz I hope you enjoy this update! ^^

@KimikoLuvTeenTop Jonghyun is such a troublemaker asdkjsdfjkad

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When Jonghyun pulled away, Byunghun and Chanhee were frozen, staring at Jonghyun. Jonghyun wanted to laugh; the looks on their faces were priceless. 

It was too obvious that Chanhee still liked Byunghun. And Jonghyun already knew that Byunghun liked Chanhee. But, the two would never admit it to each other without a little push. 

Byunghun was the first to speak. His throat was thick, his eyes stinging; a warning that tears were going to spill. "You--You kissed me. You touched my lips. My l-lips. Chanhee, he k-kissed me!" Byunghun cried, his elbow on the table and his cheek pressed against the palm of his hand. Byunghun couldn't even look at Jonghyun, which was why he used his hand to turn his face away. He looked at the floor behind Chanhee, sniffling. "He kissed me, he touched my lips, my lips touched his." He mumbled in-between sobs, his shoulder shaking. 

Chanhee glared at Jonghyun, sliding off the stool and standing beside Byunghun. "What the is wrong with you, you idiot?" 

Jonghyun shrugged, smiling innocently. "Did that make you angry, hyung?" 

Byunghun continued crying, his head resting on Chanhee's shoulder, as Chanhee wrapped his arms around him, rubbing the other's back soothingly. "Shh, don't cry." But as Chanhee was saying this, he continued giving Jonghyun a dirty look. "Can you not be stupid for one second? Everyone in this damn house is making him cry." Chanhee hissed, bringing Byunghun closer to him. 

Suddenly, Byunghun started crying harder, tearing himself away from Chanhee's embrace and marching over to where Jonghyun was standing. Picking up Chanhee's water bottle, he started madly batting it against Jonghyun's body. "You," hit, "!" hit, "How," hit, "could," hit, "you!" 

This was pretty much de ja vu for Chanhee, who had witnessed this a couple days ago, with Niel. Except this time, he was going to let Byunghun unleash his anger as much as he wanted. Jonghyun was a --how could he kiss Byunghun? Byunghun's lips weren't Jonghyun's! If Byunghun didn't kill that kid, Chanhee was going to. He couldn't help but feel jealous…Byunghun didn't seem to like the kiss at all, but still. . His fists clenched. Byunghun was a lot more sensitive nowadays, and people just didn't seem to understand that, jeez. 

His gaze lifted to Byunghun, who was shouting profanities at Jonghyun, swinging the bottle. There were cracking sounds from when the plastic came in contact with Jonghyun. He couldn't help but smile slightly. Byunghun was so cute. Especially when he was mad. But his anger wouldn't be good for the baby, so Chanhee guessed that he would have to intervene. 

"Byunghun-ah, go upstairs and get some rest, okay? All that isn't good for the baby." Chanhee gently said. Byunghun gave Jonghyun one last hit before throwing the bottle at Jonghyun, storming up the stairs.

Chanhee got up as well, giving Jonghyun one last glare. "If you kiss him again, I will kill you." 

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"So, how far are you?" Niel asked, gesturing to Byunghun's stomach. 

Byunghun narrowed his eyes at the boy, using his hands to protectively cover his stomach. "Why would you ask that? Do I look fat, is that it? Are you saying I'm fat, you punk?!" 

Chanhee draped an arm around Byunghun's shoulder, patting it lightly. "Take it easy, Byunghun-ah." 

"My baby is two weeks pregnant, so this is only the beginning of his journey! This should be so exciting!" Sojin happily cheered. 

Talking about the baby was a pretty awkward conversation topic for Chanhee. It was him and Byunghun's baby, after all. Chanhee and Byunghun had created it. But they had gone through a lot, and now, they were sort of in the in between stage of being strangers, being friends and being in a relationship. Somewhere in between that mess.

 Chanhee wasn't sure if he liked that, and often caught himself wanting more. Who knew, Yijeong could come swooping in and take Byunghun away from him in a blink of an eye. But, he continuously reminded himself that he was lucky Byunghun wasn't being hostile towards him anymore. That Byunghun was actually talking to him. That Byunghun didn't seem to be angry. It seemed like Byunghun was only calm with Chanhee around, nowadays, and that was progress. Progress was all Chanhee could ask for, right? 

"Two weeks? You mean, at least eight and a half more months of…this?" Jonghyun asked, pointing at the huge bruise on his arm. It was disgustingly purple, with a greenish outline, and covered a good portion of the flesh. 

"Shut up! You started it, you kissed me!" Byunghun shouted, prepared to launch himself against Jonghyun, but Chanhee stuck his arm out, keeping Byunghun in his seat. "We all know Jonghyun is a jerk face." He said, shooting daggers at the said boy. 

Sojin gasped, smacking Jonghyun on the shoulder, agape as she stared in disbelief at the black haired male. "You kissed him?" Sojin immediately looked at Chanhee.

Chanhee could feel himself getting uncomfortable, shifting slightly in his seat as he broke eye contact and looked away. Yes, noona. Please make it any more obvious. 

"It was for a good purpose!" Jonghyun defended. Or at least, the good purpose of getting Byunghun and Chanhee back together. 

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Chanhee forced his eyes open, the urge to go to the bathroom overpowering his will to sleep. He groaned, lazily sitting up on the bed and shuffling his way to the bathroom. 

After he had finished, he crept into Byunghun's room, just to make sure he was okay, and sleeping well. But he was met with an empty bed, with crinkled sheets. Chanhee blinked, and the lights to Byunghun's room. Empty. 

Panic rose within his chest. What if he's hurt? What if he was taken? Oh God, oh God! 

Turning on his heel, he was about to check the other rooms on the floor when he heard something clanking downstairs. Chanhee froze, naturally leaning forward towards the noise. He thought he could hear chewing, and was that….mumbling? He tip toed to the stair case, looking over the railing to see a light spilling into the living room. Chunji descended the stairs quietly, peeking over the wall to see Byunghun sitting at the dinner table, stuffing himself with ice cream. Byunghun's back was to Chanhee, and it was clear he was unaware of the other boy's presence. 

A smile crept onto Chanhee's lips, as he approached the boy. "What are you doing?" 

Byunghun yelped, dropping the spoon and wincing as it clattered on the tile floor. He turned around in his seat, looking as if he was going to burst into tears. "You scared me!! You could have made some noise or something!" With a pout and furrowed brows, Byunghun bent over and picked up his spoon. Chanhee chuckled, making his way to a seat beside Byunghun and sitting. "Sorry, Byung." 

Byunghun huffed, scooping up a large portion of ice cream that was way too big for the small spoon, and shoved it all in his mouth. Smudges of ice cream resiude creased the outline of his lips, making Chanhee grin. Byunghun must have noticed this, because he stopped mid chew and stared at the other boy. "What's up with your face?" He asked, trying to keep the melting ice cream inside of his mouth. 

Chanhee, pointed to his own lips. "You have something. Here, I'll get it." Using the pad of his thumb, he swiped it across Byunghun's lips and gathered up the ice cream. Byunghun just blinked, feeling his cheeks go red at the sudden contact. He coughed up a thank you and stared right into the ice cream, pretending to be busy scooping up more. 

"So, is there a reason why you're here at two AM, eating ice cream?" Chanhee was careful not to use 'shoving your face in ice cream', 'inhaling the ice cream', 'pigging out on ice cream' for fear of striking Byunghun's sensitive tendencies. 

Byunghun looked to Chanhee, like an innocent puppy. "I was hungry. And craving ice cream. I think I need more, this is all gone." Byunghun whined, pushing the tub towards Chanhee as proof. Chanhee stared in disbelief at the empty tub of vanilla ice cream. He looked up at Byunghun, with the same expression. "Don't look at me like that, I was hungry!! I'm still hungry, I need more ice cream go get me some." 

"Byunghun, I'm not getting you ice cream. You finished a whole tub by yourself." 

"Pleeeaassseeeee! I need it!!!" 

"No." 

Byunghun slammed his spoon down on the table, looking down at it. Chanhee was a bit uneasy, because of the sudden silence. He opened his mouth to say something, when he noticed that Byunghun's shoulders were slightly trembling. "…Byung?" 

No reply. 

Byunghun's hands were clenched into fists onto the table. Chanhee cautiously got up and stood next to the boy, poking his shoulder. "Byung, don't ignore me." 

Byunghun slowly turned to look at the boy, his eyes narrowed as tears freely fell on his cheeks. "You…you jerk! I asked for ice cream, and you can't get it for me!! Why is that, huh? I bet if Niel, or Jonghyun or Sojin asked you, you would go do it!! You are a meanie, you are just like Niel you're a bully--" 

Chanhee racked his brain, trying to think of a way to stop Byunghun's outburst. At this rate, Byunghun would wake up the entire house, as well as the neighbourhood. An idea popped into his head. It wasn't the best idea, but it was all he had right now. He his lips and leaned forward towards the other. Chanhee's face was inches away from Byunghun's, his eyes glued onto his lips. Slowly…

Chanhee put his hand over Byunghun's mouth and looked the boy in the eye. "Shh. I'll go get you your ice cream."