Sehun's POV

I found Ling running out of the haunted house alone with her face as pale as a sheet of paper. I grinned and decided to fool around with her as she was still vulnerable from the scare. I approached her with an ice cream cone.

"Was it scary?" I leaned down to look into her eyes.

She looked at me wide-eyed with a blank look on her face and did not say anything.

I passed my hand in front of her eyes. "Oy, Ling, are you okay?"

She wobbled forwards and I reached out to help support her. We moved to sit on a nearby bench, the ice cream cone beginning to melt in my hand. I pushed it at her and she took it half-heartedly.

I watched as she stared at the melting cone not registering that it has melted all over her hands and dripped down on her legs. I blinked and quickly brought her hand to my lips to lick the melted ice cream off her hands. I looked up at her hoping to catch her embarrassed face but to my disappointment, there was no response. Ling was still staring at the place where the ice cream cone was with a blank expression.

"What's wrong with you?"I was starting to get a little annoyed at her lack of attention.

She looked up at me and licked her lips slowly. "Was it you?"

"Me what," I asked confused and started to eat the ice cream cone in her hands.

She blinked. "In the haunted house, someone ki-"

I watched her lick her lips again, this time with her brows furrowed in confusion. She tilted her head and stood up abruptly pulling the ice cream from my mouth suddenly. "No, not you, it can't be you."

I stood up next to her and wiped the ice cream stain on my mouth. "Can't be me what?"

She was angry now for some reason. She turned to me and handed me the remnants of the ice cream cone. "Someone kissed me in the haunted house."

My eyes wandered to her lips and stayed there. Her lips were soft looking and I imagined what it would be like to kiss Ling. I smirked teasing her. "How do you know it wasn't me."

Ling thought for a moment and gave me a hug. I stared at her in surprise and my mind went blank. The hug didn't last for more than a few seconds and Ling had let go of me. I stood there just staring at her as she paced the ground in front of me. "Who could it be, you don't feel like the person at all."

I frowned feeling kind of offended. "What's that suppose to mean."

She took me by the wrist and dragged me hurriedly to find the other members.

Who had kissed Ling in the haunted house? My mind flashed between Luhan and Xiumin.

I crinkled my nose in annoyance thinking about how close Luhan was with Ling and all the mornings that Xiumin had given me the stink eye for being too clingy to Ling. The two of them were both easy to read when it came to her.

I watched as Ling hunted down each of the members and did the same routine. A confused examination of their face and a tight hug, some of the which involved me stepping in because the members were getting too affectionate.

"Aish, why," Baekhyun whined as I tore him from her. "Ling wants to hug, I'm giving her the hug."

"No you fool," I smacked him on the head.

After that, Ling had given up. Xiumin, Luhan, Suho, and Kai were nowhere to be found and the sky had started to darken. I motioned her towards the exit of the park reassuring her that she will find the person eventually.

"How! I'm not even sure if I still remember how the hug felt like!" she said grumpily.

I shrugged. "As long as you remember how the kiss felt like you're good!"

She shot me a glare. "Do you expect me to kiss the four of them."

I blushed thinking about Ling kissing the four of them consecutively and narrowed my eyes at her. "I came up with the idea, you have to kiss me first."

She smacked me on the head and the two of us waited for the rest of the members with our manager in the car.

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Xiumin's POV

I was with Luhan at the top of the Ferris wheel. The sun was setting, leaving the ground in a beautiful shade of orange. I looked at my hand as I sat awkwardly opposite of Luhan. When had it been that we would have nothing to say to each other? What had happened to our friendship that left us to be like this?

That's right, Ling had come into my life.

"Minseok," he started. "about last night."

I glared up at him with no intention to be nice. "Did you hear her crying?"

He avoided my eyes and said nothing.

"I'll take that as a yes then." I shifted in my seat and leaned out the window to watch the scenery.

"I was going to go and comfort her," he explained desperately.

"You were too late," I snapped at him. "how could you just listen to her cry like that?"

He looked at me in search of an answer and finally dropped his head in shame. "I don't know."
I sighed. I had nothing else to say to him. Luhan had always been like a brother to me and I have never thought that we would be fighting like we did now.

Eventually, the Ferris wheel made its way down and the two of us left in our own separate directions. I headed towards the exit of the park and hoped to find Ling there. From a short distance in front of me, I spotted Ling giving Baekhyun a hug and frowned in confusion. I moved closer and hid around the corner, listening in on them.

"He's not it either." I hear her say, her voice was frustrated.

I felt my face grow hot as she complained to Sehun about the person who had kissed her in the haunted house and my eyes softened. I couldn't help but smile as I pressed my thumb against my lips.

Notes

//Author's Note:
So is Xiumin the one who kissed Ling in the haunted house? Hmm? Luhan and Xiumin's friendship seems to be shattered because of Ling. What will Ling do when she finds out?
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