Your POV:

I looked at them disappear on the stairs. I kept telling myself that it wasn’t my business but curiosity was killing me inside. I absolutely had to know or I wouldn’t sleep at night.

“Hey! Are you listening to me?” Kai’s voice reminded me of him standing beside me; I looked at him absent mindly making simultaneously the decision to follow them. Yes I’ll be rude for not respecting their privacy, yes this is out of my business, but no I have to do it, something is pushing me to it.

“Kai, you can go ahead, I’ll follow in a while, I remembered that I had something to do before lunch” I said then run where the two others disappeared before Kai could utter a single word.

I was on the last stair when I saw Taemin walking inside one classroom … That classroom.
I froze in my place at the realization, and couldn’t bring myself to go nearer, I have no way to see what they are doing nor listen to what they are saying, if I go there they will see me for sure, but I couldn’t go away either… A mixture of emotions emerged in me, and I couldn’t tell what I was feeling. All the logic disappeared from my mind and the only thought that lingered in my head was that they were probably lovers, secret lovers… My best friend and my crush… I could feel my heart shatter into pieces, a knot in my throat, and sickness in my stomach. I felt that I just lost them both. And right then, the souvenir of that day, in this same hallway came to me again, they were hugging, she was in his arms where I wanted to be for so many years. It was clear, and I just regretted that I told her that I actually loved him. Realizing that I will be still living my unrequited love for long enough in the future was suddenly the worst feeling ever. I was hurt, confused and … sad. The world around me became a blur of color that melted to grey, and then silent tears rolled down my cheeks. At first it was only misery tears trailing down my face to melt into my cloths but soon it was anger, a devastating anger that took over me when one sentence came to my mind in the middle of nowhere. I love Minho. She lied to me.
I run down the stairs to go and take refuge in the bathroom. I didn’t want people to see me break.

I was running in the hallway when I heard my name resonate in the first floor hallway so I paused and looked behind me. Onew. I didn’t want him to see me either, so I started to run again trying to pick up my pace, but I forgot that his legs were much longer than mine. I didn’t make more than five steps before I felt his hand grab my arm and spin me to face him. I looked at him surprised, I didn’t see this coming. His face changed and I could see the worry grow in his eyes as he saw my tear-stained face and my seemingly endless flow of tears. I couldn’t look at him anymore; I didn’t want him to decipher the pain that showed in my eyes so I fixed my eyes on the ground.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked with a worried tone.
“It-it’s nothing” I stuttered knowing clearly that I wasn’t convincing the least.
“Don’t lie to me, I know something happened… I mean look at you!”

I was still looking at the floor, not uttering a single word, when I felt his finger on my chin and pushed it to oblige me to look at him in the eye.

“Hey! I’m here for you, tell me what is it and I’ll help you with it. I don’t like seeing you like this.”
His voice was tender and deep, quite soothing too and I didn’t remember how I ended up in his warm embrace, my tears straining his clothes, but I couldn’t protest, I needed it.

“Oppa, it hurts” I said with a cracked voice. He patted my head then let go of me.
“Let’s go somewhere else and talk. You can’t attend your class this way. Here …” He said offering me his hand and I just took it without a second thought.

He dragged me behind him around the school until we were in front of his car, where he opened the door and even put the seatbelt for me. I gave him a sad smile from between my still overflowing tears. He started searching in his pocket then handed me a handkerchief. I took it and wiped my tears while he turned around and sat at his seat, put his seatbelt and started the engine.

We didn’t talk for the whole ride. I just put my head on the window, my eyes parading at the side view, not really deciphering what I was looking at since my mind was still at our school’s second floor. Onew was looking at the road, his hands stiff around the wheel. Few minutes later we were at a familiar street, he parked his car and we walked toward that Victorian café he took me to the last time. I remembered he said it was his favorite.
We walked inside, still in silence then sat at the same table as the last time.

“So? Hot chocolate?” he asked dropping us out of silence.
“Yes, I guess …”
He smiled, and then the blond boy from the other time came to us again.
“Hyung!” he said cheerfully, “I missed you” the tone of his voice was clearly a playful one.
“Kris.” He smiled at him, then the blond caught a glimpse of me.
“Hey missy, I didn’t see you there! So hyung, is it official now? It’s the second time!”

Onew sent him a death glare and this time Kris didn’t say anything to tease him, he has obviously remarked that we weren’t in the mood today.

“So what should I get you?”
“The same!”
“Arasso, I’ll be back fast!” He then offered me a smile and left.

I sighed, my eyes on my hands. I felt Onew’s eyes on me, but I couldn’t look at him. I knew that he was waiting for me to talk, but I wasn’t ready yet.

“Don’t feel pressured; if you don’t want to talk I won’t force you to. As I told you, I’m here to support you.”

I raised my eyes from my hands and looked at him, he was smiling and my heart jumped from its place. He was so beautiful I could look at him forever. He shuffled my hair, his smile growing wilder as he did, and I just stayed there looking at him as he got closer then went back to his original position.

“So? Do you want to talk about anything? About weather? About fashion? About your favorite boys bands?” he said laughing quietly, and his infectious laugh got to me. I laughed quietly like him at first then the quiet laugh became giggling and rose to a hysterical laugh before I crashed into tears again. He was about to say something to comfort me when I cut him.
“I’m crying because of Hyo Joon and … Taemin.” I looked at him, he froze and gave me an interrogating look.
“Hyo Joon and Taemin? What happened?”
“I… I … I love Taemin.”

And there, I said it.

Jinki’s POV:

I looked at her in shock.

It took me a while to digest her words. Did she just say that she loves Taemin? And why I am not surprised? Yes, of course he is the cute dance machine, and yes, last time she was coming from our practice room while no one other than Taemin was still around there. That’s obvious; it was all about Taemin since the start. But I have to calm down, for her sake, she needs me now, and none of us wants me to freak out and sink. Forget jinki, forget, just FORGET!

“I see … But what is it about Hyo Joon?” I managed to say after calming myself. She looked at me with those sad eyes, tears about to fall on her cheeks before she answered. Oh how I wanted to hug her and tell her that everything was going to be alright, but suddenly my own pain made my heart shatter, I needed comfort too at this point, and looking at her being this devastated made me even more crushed. This was too much for me.

“I saw them … They are meeting at the second floor… secretly… I think they are lovers… I even saw them hug…” she said with a choking voice, she was fighting her tears hardly. But something that I was sure of, is that the reason she is hurt isn’t true. The truth behind Hyo Joon and Taemin was something else. No one knows about it other than the three of us and I couldn’t tell ____ what is it really about. No they aren’t lovers, yes Taemin loves Hyo Joon but not that way. But how can I explain it to her. She can’t know the truth and I don’t want Taemin to bury me alive.

There … The guilt is one other thing I’m adding to my broken heart.

“Cherry … don’t cry, it is not the way you think, they aren’t together. I promise you that’s the truth. But I can’t tell you anything more since it’s Taemin’s secret. But be sure that they aren’t what you think … To put it easily, they are more like Minho and you.” I finally said, I couldn’t just let her sink in her thoughts. But I knew that she would ask more questions, and I just can’t reply.
“Why can’t you tell me? I promise I won’t talk. Can’t you just tell me? It’s really ripping me apart!” she cried.
“I know but it is not that I don’t want to, I just can’t! Or Taemin will rip me to pieces. And I don’t think you want me dead.” I gave her a smile that she gave me back.
“No, I don’t want you dead. Gomawo oppa, at least it doesn’t hurt as much.” She answered and smiled widely and that made my heart flutter, she was beautiful like a heart.
“And heeeeeeere are your drinks!” Kris appeared from nowhere, bringing me back to earth.
“I thought you’d be fast.” I said with a smirk.
“Well you were talking and I didn’t want to bother you guys”
“Thanks!”

He then walked away, letting us alone once more.

“Why do you love chocolate that much” I asked her as we both sipped at our cups.
“Because… hum… my mom loved chocolate a lot, and she used to share it with me. And it reminds me of her, of the joy of being in her arms…” she answered her eyes looking somewhere I couldn’t spot. I could see the sadness take place once more in her.
“I see… But why does it sound sad coming from you?”
“Well … She died years ago… that’s why…”

I couldn’t say anything more, I just looked at her, wanting to punch myself from bringing up such a sensitive topic. Jinki you are one stupid brat!

“Sorry Pinky, I didn’t mean to bring that topic…”
“Nevermind, it’s in the past now, I just miss her from time to time…” she said and drunk another sip.

Taemin’s POV:

I followed Hyo Joon to the classroom where we meet each time and closed the door behind me before starting the conversation.

“Why did you ask to talk to me in front of them? You know they can’t know about it! No one should suspect anything! You don’t want someone to die again do you?”
“Oppa mian, I really was frustrated, we didn’t meet in a while… And I wanted to ask you a favor.”
“Well you could have done it like always, why all this rush? It’s not because they stopped digging in those old stories that it’s over! Be careful next time!”
“Arasso oppa, I won’t do it again.”
“What is the favor that brought us here then?”
“Oppa… Can you take ____ away from Minho? Like by making her your girlfriend?”

I looked at her in astonishment. Why would she ask me that? And why me?

“Why?”
“Please, can’t you trust me and do me this favor?”
“I can’t just do it …” I chewed at my bottom lip before continuing “Even if I had feelings for her, there is Onew hyung in the middle, and she might not like me. How about I ask Onew? Or we make them date?”
“She likes you, she confessed to me, it’s easy if YOU do it, just deal with Onew.” She looked at me with her best puppy eyes, she knew I couldn’t resist it but this was something that surpasses the puppy stuff. She was asking me to toy with her best friend’s feelings, and I couldn’t bring myself to hurt Jinki. She tugged at my sleeve, begged and used her aegyo on me until I found myself giving up to her.

What did I let myself into?

____-ah … Mianhe…

Notes

After a looooooooong while here is the update sorry for the long wait ~ Hope you enjoyes it <3