Yoochun woke up that morning to the sound of clanging pots and pans, throwing on a shirt he climbed out of bed, not forgetting to slip his gun into the waist of his pants.    Another loud bang could be heard followed by a bunch of shushing. Cautious, he placed a hand on his gun as he got closer to the kitchen. With a swift kick of the door he pointed his gun at the group of people in front of him. At once everyone threw their hands up in the air with a frighten look.    He looked at the group of people in front of him and his hands twitched, “hyung… Please put your gun down… we didn’t mean to barge into your house, forgive us!” Junsu exclaimed. Yoochun looked at the gun in his hand then back at the frighten group “what are you guys doing here?!?”    At once Changmin gently pushed Sammii out from the back, where she then sheepishly looked up at him “We came to make sure she was ok, it’s all her fault so punish her!” Jaejoong and Yunho shot Changmin a look.    Yoochun ignored him as he looked down at her, suddenly remembering about yesterday's event, “Are you ok now?” she didn’t respond, as all that occupied her mind was the gun he held to her face.    “The gun!” Jaejoong whispered. Yoochun looked in front of him noticing where his weapon was aimed at before quickly lowering his arm and slipping his gun back into it’s rightful place, he straighten up then cleared his throat “Are you ok?” she looked up at him.    “I mean from yesterday… You were pretty frightened.” She thought back to last night and had a little flash back of it, a little tingling feeling ran down her spine at the thought of it but she looked up