"You know, your heart is supposedly the size of your fist..." Changmin paused in his speech and peered behind the blushing male. 

The former openly judged the size by lifting his arm, his hand already made into a fist, and looked unhurriedly between the two subjects. 

After moments of careful(?) examination, he leaned back into his previous comfortable stance. A smirk now adorned his face. 

"Your heart must be really small because obviously you don't love me all that much." 

A/n: This is a two-shot.