Looking into Wonwoo's eyes on this pale moonlit night was like nothing Mingyu had ever experienced before. But on this particular night he hadn't expected such a sight to turn sour so quickly.

"What? You're joking right?"

...silence.

"Come on, tell me you're joking." Wonwoo said, pulling his hand out from underneath Mingyu's. He backed off slightly, and blinked in concern.

"Well... yeah. Yeah, of course it was a joke!" Mingyu laughed, trying to hold back his true feelings. The last thing he wanted was to make Wonwoo feel uncomfortable.

"G..good. Because that would be so weird." Wonwoo said, his eyes floating down to the ground as he spoke.

Mingyu nodded. For what seemed like minutes, the two boys sat in silence, trying to process what just happened.

"Thanks." Wonwoo finally said, his deep voice sounding a lot more relaxed than before.

"For what?" Mingyu asked, turning his head, not sure what he was expecting.

"For saving me... and stuff."

It was a split second decision, but Wonwoo leant forward and planted a kiss on Mingyu's cheek. He then stood up, and offered out his hand.

"Come on. Let's get back. It's dark, and I'm tired." He said, not really acknowledging the look of shock on Mingyu's face.

"I wonder if they did the photo shoot without us? Man, we're gonna get such a scolding-" The boy didn't have a chance to finish before he was almost knocked over by Mingyu, who buried his head in Wonwoo's wet shirt.

"H...hey! Don't! That feels weird, stop it!" The older boy stated, trying to pry Mingyu's arms away. He eventually succeeded, and gave a great sigh of relief.

"Now. Let's go back to the dorm, but don't... do anything else weird." Wonwoo said firmly, walking briskly ahead of his younger member. Mingyu just smiled, and tried to keep up with him.

Trailing back up through the market town, Wonwoo's rage suddenly subsided. He was distracted by all the pretty lanterns and intriguing trinkets. There was one particular stand that caught his eye, it had lots of necklaces and cool-looking souvenirs. Just as he was about to pick one necklace up to get a closer look, Mingyu came up behind him, pointing at several stools of food in turn, and rubbing his stomach.

"We should probably go and dry off first though. You have seaweed here." He laughed, pulling the piece of sloppy green mush out from Wonwoo's collar.

And so, the two continued walking in the direction of their dorm, feet squishing as they went.

"Finally!... we... made it!" Mingyu cried, his breathing heavy from walking up the hill that leads to their destination.

"It's not even that steep." Wonwoo bragged, not a breath out of place, nor a drip of sweat on his forehead.

Mingyu glared at him as he held the door open, but then realised the look of struggle on the boy's face.

"Hey, you sure you're okay? You look a bit-"

Thud.

"Wonwoo! Oh my god! Um.. okay.. uh.. what do I do?! Wonwoo? Can you hear me?" Mingyu shouted, frantically running his hands across the collapsed boy's neck. He was laying on the floor, completely motionless.

'Where's his pulse? Where is everyone?!'

*bing* The sound of Mingyu's phone had answered his question, but it wasn't good news.

'Hey Mingyu. Where are you? Are you with Wonwoo? Everyone has gone to the pizza restaurant by the pier. Come asap. Director wants to talk. Expect a butt kicking.

From: Woozi'

"They're all the way down there?! No way... I don't have time for this!" Mingyu panicked, attempting to pick Wonwoo up and bring him into the bathroom. There was only two in the whole place, which was surprising considering how many members were staying there. The downstairs one was easier to get to, and so Mingyu carried the now semi-conscious boy in, and propped him up against the wall.

"Wonwoo? You hear me? Can you hear me? I'm sorry. For making you uncomfortable. But you see, the truth is... that I...that..." Mingyu trailed off, as he looked up at Wonwoo's open eyes, and his amused expression.

"You?"

Mingyu felt his cheeks flush. Was he really about to say what he felt? In the bathroom? He looked away. But then looked back. Into Wonwoo's eyes. He resisted the urge to hug him again, and placed a hand on the boy's forehead.

Wonwoo shut his eyes, and Mingyu's heart skipped a beat.

"D...do you feel faint? S...should I call an ambulance?"

Wonwoo shook his head.

"No? Okay... well you should probably get changed out of those wet clothes. You'll get a cold. Should I get some for you?"

Wonwoo perked up at hearing this. He suddenly didn't take so kindly to the situation.

"No. I can get them." He stated, trying to stand. Mingyu helped him up, but once he was on his feet the boy seemed alright to walk.

"You sure you can-"

"Yes I'm fine, stop fretting."

Mingyu smiled. Wonwoo was back to his usual self. But it was strange, it seemed that every time he was in danger, he managed to recover, almost as if he didn't want Mingyu to do anything for him. Odd.

As Wonwoo pushed the bathroom door open, he almost closed it in shock. Mingyu was standing there with his shirt off, with no care in the world.

"Can you pass me a towel?" Wonwoo asked, feeling nervous and awkward once again.

"What?" Mingyu said, opening the door and flashing his midriff in front of his hyung. Wonwoo couldn't help but stare. He didn't know that Mingyu had such a great body.

"What did you say?"

"Huh? Oh! Can you pass me a towel?"

"Nonsense, come in." Mingyu stated, softly taking the boy by the arm and guiding him inside.

"Do you need help with anything?" He said, tossing Wonwoo a towel. "Your shirt maybe?"

Wonwoo didn't reply, he didn't have the words to speak. Mingyu was in the bathroom with him, half naked. What was going on? He felt shy, like he didn't want to expose himself. So instead he just hugged tightly onto the towel and watched as Mingyu proceeded to dry his hair.

"Ugh, I'm so wet. Oh well, we made it back in one piece at least." He stated, whilst slowly drying his arms with the towel. "That is, until we have to face missing the photo shoot. Hopefully the Director will understand."

"You okay?" Wonwoo snapped himself out of it, what was he doing? Staring like that - it's not normal. He was distracted somehow, by Mingyu. He shook his head, and proceeded to dry his own hair.

"Come on, you're not scared are you?" The taller boy smirked, walking over to Wonwoo, who backed up against the wall. He felt Mingyu's hands tug on the bottom of his shirt, and he shut his eyes.

As he felt the shirt fabric crawl up his wet skin, it made him flinch. The cold from the sea water and Mingyu's hands caused him discomfort.

"Come on, you need to dry off properly. You've already fainted, and I don't want you to get sick. There's no point in being shy Wonwoo, I can see through your shirt."

Wonwoo's eyes drifted down, and sure enough, his white shirt was completely see through. Almost as if he'd been standing there with it off the whole time. He didn't give in though. He didn't want Mingyu to touch him anymore than he already had.

"Please, can you go outside? I can dry myself." He said flatly. Mingyu frowned, then agreed to leave the boy in peace. As soon as the door clicked shut, Wonwoo let out a great sigh of relief. Like he hadn't been able to breathe being in Mingyu's presence. He had never felt so nervous around anyone before. So...self-conscious. But, his chest felt all fuzzy, it was an odd combination that he couldn't quite explain. When he finally managed to dry himself off, he hesitantly opened the door. Mingyu was waiting on the other side, with a concerned look on his face, but it faded when he saw Wonwoo was alright by himself, just as he'd said.

"Woozi texted me a little while ago. The others are eating down by the pier, and apparently the director wants a word. Are you feeling up to it? If not I can-"

"We should probably go." Wonwoo said, not really wanting to stay alone in the dorm with Mingyu.

"I don't think you're fit to walk all the way back down there. Why don't I just go down to the market stools and get something for us?"

Wonwoo saw the sheer look of worry on Mingyu's face. He didn't want to disappoint him. How bad could it be?

Besides, did he really want to go back to the pier? People would question why it had collapsed. He especially didn't want Hoshi and Seungkwan to tease him. Plus he really didn't feel like socialising right now.

"Okay. But don't be ages." He said, turning his head away.

Mingyu practically ran down the hill, not wanting to leave his friend alone for too long. As he got to the entrance of the market town, he bought the first thing food-wise in sight. But something else caught his eye also.

Wonwoo looked around, suddenly feeling quite alone. He went back into the bathroom to wash his face, but saw Mingyu's shirt on the floor and walked over to it. It was still warm.

Did he do the right thing earlier?

Well, it doesn't matter does it? It's not like they could actually be together anyway. Being in the same band and all.

Wonwoo sighed. He didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to accept his feelings for Mingyu. But he knew deep down that if he didn't speak up, nothing good would come of it.

"I'm back!" Mingyu shouted, the rustling of a plastic bag and the click of the door indicating his presence.

Wonwoo jumped, and immediately dropped the shirt on the floor. He rushed out of the bathroom, and shut the door behind him. Mingyu had just entered the hallway and was rummaging around in his pockets, but when he saw Wonwoo standing there, he looked up.

"You okay?"

A nod.

"I got some meat things on sticks, they looked really good so I thought we could try them."

Wonwoo looked on, not saying anything as such, but just... watching. Watching Mingyu's eyes blink. His mouth move as he spoke. His hands as he carefully took the delicately wrapped packages out of the bag. Wonwoo was entranced. He gulped, swallowed down his nerves, and then opened his mouth to speak.

"Mingyu...I..uh..."

"Oh yeah, and I got this for you too."

Wonwoo's heart jumped as Mingyu began to walk towards him. He pressed his hands against the door, as the taller boy came right up close.

"Close your eyes a second."