Chapter 1
"You didn't actually lick the outlet, did you?" Kang Yeosang chuckles as Wooyoung walks into the room with glowing pink hands. He is still dressed in his pajamas, a blue silky outfit that contrasts with his bleach blond shaggy waves of hair.
"He might be childish, but he's not stupid!" San scolds Yeosang and looks at Wooyoung. He is more awake now.
"Thanks Sannie." Wooyoung smiles, sweetly at the older man.
San winks at Wooyoung. "Though, I am trying to figure out why your hands are glowing pink?"
At this, Wooyoung raises an eyebrow, the smile faltering slightly on his face and he halts in his walk. "What do you mean...?" He lifts his hands up and sees that they are glowing. "WHAT THE?"
San jumps up from his chair, while Yeosang snickers to himself, almost choking on cereal in the process.
Wooyoung steps back and slams against the wall, staring at his hands. The smile has all but vanished now. "Yeosang-hyung, what did you do?"
San comes over to Wooyoung and puts a hand on his forehead to check for a fever. "You don't have a fever..."
Wooyoung looks at Yeosang. "What...is...this?"
Yeosang stops, freezing in place briefly. He sets his spoon down and then he gets up and rounds the table. He stops before Wooyoung and San, his eyes glittering and a kind, sweet smile on his face.
"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?" Yeosang questions. Then he leans toward Wooyoung and attempts to kiss him.
Wooyoung throws his arms out and stops Yeosang, holding him back. He looks at San. "What's going on? Help!"
San chuckles.
"Hey, Yeosang, I, uh--" Choi Jongho, dressed in a silky white set of pajamas and messy red hair, walks into the kitchen now and halts upon seeing the scene. What did he just walk in on? He blinks a few times and then, with a shake of his head, begins to step back and make his way back out of the kitchen. "Nevermind."
Jeong Yunho peers in, smiling largely. Like Yeosang, San and Wooyoung, his black-dyed hair is combed nicely into place. He's wearing a pair of dark sweatpants and a loose, white t-shirt. "What's going on?"
Jongho's hand launches out and grabs him. "You don't wanna know!" He pulls Yunho back.
They vanish.
Yeosang, with his lips puckered, pushes continually against Wooyoung's hands, hoping to eventually break through and succeed in a kiss.
"WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Wooyoung screams.
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