A small grunt escaped from Jonghwan’s lips as he sluggishly made his way to the bathroom to wash up after a long, sleepless night of tossing and turning, and occasionally resisting the urge to scream into his pillow (which he was sure would not have sat well with his roommate if he had done that). Once inside, he closed the door and his eyes were immediately drawn to the small mirror hanging above the sink. His eyes were red with lack of sleep, his skin a little pale and dark circles already forming. He let out another grunt, his mirror image mocking him as he headed into the shower cabin. Last night had been terrible. Not only had he screwed up his first kiss with Changbum and beaten himself up about it to the point of wishing for amnesia or a time machine to go back in time and fix it, he had also gotten some not so very encouraging results from his friend the Internet in his latest late night search. Now he was both at a loss for what to do, as well as dead tired from worrying.

Changbum yawned a little as he ran a hand through his hair, making his way down the hall from his room to the kitchen. He too had been up most of the night, wondering what was going through Jonghwan’s mind since the little hitch last night. Knowing the singer, he figured he had been up all night, either blaming himself or over-analysing everything. He let out a soft sigh as he fixed his cereal breakfast and took place at the table to eat it, wondering himself what was to happen next. He understood why Jonghwan had suddenly pulled back and left him there, but that didn’t mean that it hurt any less. That and Changbum had hoped that they would have at least shared a real kiss before realisation had hit Jonghwan. Instead, their first kiss had been nothing more than their lips barely brushing together at best. Changbum wondered if he could even call it a kiss and decided to get a second opinion as Chanyong entered the room.

“Chanyongie, I want your opinion on something.” Changbum hummed and pouted cutely as the other rapper sat down with his own bowl of cereal and started eating it.
“What about?” Chanyong replied somewhat disinterested, either still not completely awake or willing to wake up completely. He continued to eat his cereal (though most of it fell off the spoon before he had even lifted it high enough to his mouth) as Changbum tried to ask his question as casually as possible.
“If… the lips of two people brush together and I mean barely brush together… does that count as a kiss?”
Chanyong slowly lifted his head to look at Changbum, his mouth slightly hanging open and his spoon slipping out of his grasp. He blinked and it took him a while to recover from that question. “Who the heck did you kiss and when did you even have the time to kiss someone?” he blurted out, a little too loudly for Changbum’s taste who quickly covered his mouth before the others could hear him.
“That’s beside the point and not an answer to my question!” Changbum hissed with puffed up cheeks. “Just tell me yes or no.”

Chanyong eventually shook his head a little in response and the other rapper could feel the small smirk forming behind his palm. Changbum realised that asking Chanyong might have been a mistake and that he would have to live with constant harassment and questions about his ‘secret lover’ from this point on. He let out a sigh, telling (or rather begging) the rapper to just forget he mentioned anything and quickly focused on his cereal breakfast as the others started to join them at the table. His heart started to race a little when Jonghwan finally entered the room and sat down as well, and he prayed that Chanyong really would shut up. The singer quickly glanced at Changbum who had tensed up and wouldn’t even bring his eyes up to face him, and he bit his bottom lip a little, feeling his heart throb painfully. He wondered if Changbum would avoid him now, if he would let him do this all over, or if he had misunderstood Changbum’s actions completely and made him angry. His head was spinning with so many questions and doubts that he hadn’t even registered what Chanyong had said. He glanced at the rapper before noticing the shocked looks on the other’s faces. Changbum in particular looked horrified.

Everything had just gotten more complicated and neither he nor the Internet had any clue how to fix this mess.