Taekwoon glares at his coffee. He curls his legs up, shaking his head. He looks outside at the beautiful day. His thoughts return to how he ruined it. How the airplane driver ruined it. Taekwoon chugs his drink, moving to hide in his bed. He leaves the mug, as he escapes to his room.

He crawls under the covers of his bed. He pulls them up and over his face, shaking his head constantly. A door opens, and weight shifts on the bed. Taekwoon's lump is hugged, and a deep sigh plays in his ears.

"I never gave you an answer, and you never showed a ring. Too bad. Mister Kim Won will never know."

"Shut up," Taekwoon mutters, curling into a tight ball.

“Woonie. Don't do this.”

“I messed up, Wonshik,” Taekwoon whispers, reaching into his pocket. He grabs the small box, rubbing the velvet on the outside.

“You were brave. It's the airplane guy who messed up,” Wonshik states, starting to pulls the blankets back. Taekwoon holds onto them, shaking under them.

“I can't face you right now. I feel so stupid,” he confesses. Wonshik rolls his eyes, managing to uncover his crown. He kisses it, smiling weakly.

“I love you,” he whispers, moving off the bed after. He walks to the door, stopping for a minute. “Oh, and Taekwoon, by the way. Yes.”

A/N: I don't know what to call this? Slight angst and fluff? Hmm... Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope it's nice for everyone. I wish was is needed on you all. (-<) <3 ^_^