For some reason, when we were alone in his room, everything felt so natural and right, nothing about our interest in one another felt strained or risky.  The moment we walked out the door, however, everything seemed to change.  We had to take care that we did nothing out in the open.  While just having breakfast with his family, I was afraid to even look at him.  And this was odd behavior for us, since we were used to hanging all over each other.  If we all of a sudden didn’t interact at all, this was going to look suspicious too.  But if we did more than usual, I was sure that at least my feelings would be transparent.  When I was afraid of him finding out how I felt about him because I thought he would reject me, I naturally kept myself in check, but now that we were suddenly together, I had my doubts that I would hold back.  Suddenly going from a platonic relationship to a rather intimate and romantic one overnight was going to take some getting used to.  I wanted to touch him constantly—to hold him and hug him and kiss him—and restraining myself was pure torture. 

            Too often during breakfast, I caught him looking over at me as I looked at him.  It probably made matters worse that I blushed almost every time and immediately turned away.  That didn’t look suspicious at all!  Thankfully, none of his family members mentioned the fact we were acting weird and after a half hour of sitting at the table, avoiding one another, Kyuhyun and I headed back to his bedroom to gather up our clothes from the day before.  That’s what we told them, and it was true, but we would have found some excuse to go up there regardless.  It had been such a short time and already we wanted to be alone together.

            I opened the door with Kyuhyun breathing down my neck, his warm breath on my skin making me shiver with anticipation.  I took a couple steps into the room and turned around to face Kyuhyun, who kicked the door shut with his foot and grabbed my waist, pulling me to him.  His lips were on mine instantly, kissing me hard.  Instantly my hands were grasping his head, digging into his soft strands, anchoring him to me.  Our kiss was needy, as if we couldn’t handle not touching each other throughout breakfast, and I whined as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. 

            We never broke away from each other until we heard Kyuhyun’s father calling for us to come down so he could take us back to the dorm.  Finally, he reluctantly pulled his lips away from me.

            “I don’t want to let go,” I admitted.

            “We should fake being too sick to fly today.”

            “We can’t, that won’t do us any good,” I reminded him.  “The only chance we have of spending any time alone together is at the hotel.”

            Kyuhyun thought about it, releasing me so we could both collect our clothes.  I was wearing the same jeans as the day before, but wore one of Kyuhyun’s shirts and a cardigan, since I felt cold.  The shirt was clean, but he’d obviously worn the cardigan a few times, since it faintly held his scent.  I found that it made me feel relaxed, smelling him on me.

            “You’re right,” he realized, cursing to himself.  “How is this going to work on a day to day basis?  We don’t room together at home and neither of us have our own room.  If we don’t want anyone to know we’re together, we may have to go days without even kissing once.”

            “You’re going to have to get sneakier than you already are, Kyu,” I , choosing to think of it as more of a challenge than a setback, if for no other reason than to keep myself from getting depressed. 

            We gathered our things and headed out the door and to the stairway.  Before I reached the first step, Kyuhyun grabbed my arm and pulled me back.  He then briefly kissed me before releasing me again, drawing a smile out of me that I just couldn’t wipe off my face for the next hour or more.  I said my good-byes to his family and then we got into the car with his dad.  Since his mother wasn’t joining us, Kyuhyun sat up front with his father—it would be too suspicious if he didn’t—and we ended up talking the whole way back to the dorm, just to have a reason to look at one another.

            Once we arrived at the dorm, we were in a hurry to pack for our trip, and I didn’t have the chance to think too much about him until we were piling into a van an hour and a half later and heading for the airport.  Although we ended up sitting next to each other, we were up front with all the other members able to see us, so we couldn’t do anything out of the ordinary.  The trouble was, it wasn’t normal for us not to be speaking either, and I found our conversation sounding a bit too fake, but there was nothing we could do about it at the moment.

            We talked to the other members of Super Junior M as we waited for the plane.  Henry was never around on a regular basis, so I naturally fell into conversation with him while Kyuhyun was one of Siwon’s favorite dongsaeng’s and he eagerly pounced on an opportunity to chat him up while I was busy.  It wasn’t until we were boarding the plane that I looked around for Kyuhyun and found him standing right behind me already and smiled at seeing him so close. 

            I looked at my airplane ticket to see where I was sitting and then looked at Kyuhyun’s and realized we weren’t even in the same row and frowned.  Kyuhyun looked down as casually as possible and noticed it too.  He simply nodded his head once and then briefly touched my back to get me moving forward with the crowd boarding the plane.  I didn’t know if that was just his silent acknowledgement or actual acceptance of the fact we’d be separated for the whole plane ride.  I’d always been able to handle such a setback before, so I was a little surprised at myself when I viewed spending the whole plane trip away from him as a prison sentence.  I didn’t have the patience for it at the moment, our relationship was too new to be separated from one another for so long, and I wondered if I’d be able to negotiate a change of seating.  We didn’t even know if we were roommates for our hotel stay, so I couldn’t even tell myself to bear with it until later on.  Even if we never touched or spoke to each other once during the whole flight, I craved the proximity to him.  I just wanted to be in his presence.

            As we shuffled down the aisle, I realized I was sitting next to Siwon and Donghae was beside Kyuhyun and I turned to Donghae, my most innocent, pleading eyes on his face, and gently touched his arm.  “Hyung, would it be okay if I sit with Kyuhyun instead?”

            Donghae smiled warmly at me.  I was waiting for him to tease me, since Kyuhyun and I had been together for a whole day and now I wanted to sit with him again.  “Why, who are you sitting next to?” he asked me suspiciously.  None of us ever wanted to sit with the managers, which is probably why he assumed I wanted to switch spots.

            “Siwon,” I answered.

            “Sure,” he nodded, moving around me an