Heh. I only posted it after I recieved the comments^^

Aww... Myungie's last day:( Namu won't be of much help though. Pray for Myung keke:P

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*Woohyun POV*

Kekekekekekekekekekekeke. I was watching some comedian doing some awesome body gags when suddenly I heard someone shout. More specifically, Myungsoo.

“Yah! Jang Dongwoo, Lee Sungjong, go to my room! I need to talk to you guys!”

Woah. I looked around the room frantically. Am I ing hallucinating? KIM MYUNGSOO?! Isn’t he erm… dead? And I’m pretty sure I ain’t supposed to hear dead people’s voices… Don’t take this the wrong way. I love Myungsoo. As a dongsaeng, of course. But hearing him is just… creepy.

Nah. I must be just imagining things.

I looked around. None of the guys seemed to have heard him. Yup, I was-

Hold on a second. Is it just me or did Dongwoo and Sungjong just exchange looks with each other? They heard him? They looked at the corner of the living room. I craned my neck. What are they looking at? There isn’t anything there!

They both stood up, excusing themselves, while the rest were too hooked onto the television to suspect anything. I watched them as they ran towards the rooms.

I turned around and pecked Gyu. “Baby, I’ll be back. Gotta do something real quick.” He nodded and smiled, his eyes disappearing. Aigoo… I’m falling in love with him again. Keke. My small-eyed prince. Heh. I’m not called Namgrease for nothing~

I walked towards the room and stopped in front of Myungyeol’s room.  I put my hand on the doorknob and inhaled deeply. I opened it softly, and two heads turned to look at me.

“H-hey Woo hyung. What brings you here?” Maknae smiled weakly.

“Pabo Namu…” I heard a voice mutter,

I looked at Dongwoo. “Hyung, did you say something?” He looked at me, confused and shook his head.

I closed the door behind me. “What are you guys doing here?”

They glanced at each other. “We’re erm… talking?”

I took a step forward, “Guys… Just now, I heard Myungsoo calling you guys. Did you guys hear it too?” They gaoed at me.

“W-wait. You can hear me?” Recognising Myungsoo’s voice, I nodded. Sungjong and Dongwoo gasped in unison.

“Guys, where am I hearing him from? Am I hallucinating?” They furrowed their eyebrows at me.

“You mean,,, you can’t see him?” I nodded slowly. Well should I be seeing him?

“But you can hear him.” I nodded again,

“Interesting…” I could almost imagine Myungsoo his imaginary beard in deep thought.

“Ok guys, this is freaking me out. Where the hell is he?” They pointed to a spot on the bed. O…kay. I don’t see anything there. I walked towards that spot and waved my hands across it.

“Yah! Watch it bro!”

I jumped. Okay… so he’s really there.

“Mind explaining everything right now?” I raised an eyebrow at the two which I could see.

Dongwoo inhaled. “You’d better sit down and prepare yourself, Namu.”