Note:

Actually, I've been wondering about this fic since the beginning of the month. I intended to finish the composition on the 5th anniversary of my debut, but due to the burden and body that didn't allow me, and the clips and photos and news that were so many that I couldn't keep up, I gave myself the reason to extend the time until the end of the month. ..It's like you have to find enough will power and draw a date line to have the strength to come up.

Warning:

Even if you say that it's a 5th anniversary fic. year, but it has nothing to do with the anniversary in any way..maybe Of course, if you are away from writing for a long time, you may come across some strange expressions. Reasons not to go looking There is hardly any substance. Please use a bicycle. Oh, good judgment when watching.

O W E N TM.

M.I.A. : Missing in action

Thirst woke me up from deep slumber. The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, indicating that it was still time for rest for the other two lives sleeping in the same room. The two legs carefully stepped off the bed. His right hand continued to rub his eyes as he walked to the small refrigerator in the corner of the room.

The soft yellow light from inside the refrigerator made you blink a few times. But it was not enough to shake off the drowsiness. Bottles in many different shapes and colors make it difficult to look at each one to find the target. But when he took out his empty water bottle and drank only two gulps, he quickly put the water bottle down and walked to the bathroom on the other side of the room as quickly as he could.

Even though he arched his neck and vomited all the water, The pressure in the stomach still did not subside. Moreover, the feeling of nausea that suddenly surged up made my knees weak and almost unable to stand.

After turning on the water to wash my face and eyes, I sat down on the cool tile floor. After a while, everything felt light enough for me to get up and walk out of the bathroom, using the wall to support myself along the familiar path.

Crack!

Thump

Both eyelids closed automatically because of the bright white light that poured from the ceiling. When he was able to adjust his eyesight, he found himself opening the door to the changing room instead of the bedroom door and lost his footing and fell into a kissing position in front of the closet.

The intention of going out to the kitchen to get medicine vanished as the nausea seemed to surge again. And it was worse than the first time because I was accompanied by a throbbing headache. It was like having a hammer hit repeatedly on the head.

At this moment, all he could muster was the strength to open the closet door that he was leaning against and crawl in, curled up on a pile of soft clothes. In my mind I thought that the lights in this room were on because the automatic sensors detected that there were people in the room. If the sensor doesn't detect movement then the light will turn off by itself. And consciousness sank as darkness came.

"Youngmin, Kwangmin, wake up."

A half-shouted voice calling his name from outside the bedroom caused the owner of the name to lazily open his eyes. Two arms stretched all the way up to shake the blanket off of one's body. One hand covered his yawning mouth and the other came up to comb through his messy hair that had been dyed gold enough to fit into shape.

Youngmin was a little surprised when he climbed down the stairs to find both the single bed and the bottom bunk empty. Because normally he had to see his twin brother sleeping wrapped in a thick blanket and he had to be the one to wake him up every morning.

But the blanket hasn't been folded yet. The yellow lightning rodent dolls also spread all over the bed and might as well fall asleep in the bathroom. Youngmin shook his head and picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom.

After completing his morning routine, he walked to the kitchen area. My surprise turned to dismay when I didn't see the person who was supposed to be sitting in the chair next to me. Youngmin picked up the glass of fresh milk that Jungmin had given him and sipped it and asked.

"What about Kwangmin?"

Jungmin stopped his hand brushing butter on a piece of bread and looked up. “Oh, isn't Kwangmin asleep?”

Youngmin shook his head. "I woke up and didn't see him."

“I came out running at 5:00 a.m. Haven't seen him yet.” Hyunsung, another person sleeping in the same room, hurriedly said when his eyes shifted towards him.

“What about the bathroom?” Little Meenu swallowed the bread he was chewing and asked.

“Not there..” Youngmin answered in a low voice as he stood up. My heart pounded in panic.

"Kwangmin!"

"Kwang! Where are you, Kwangmin?!"

Youngmin called out and walked around every room. The dormitory is not very spacious. There are only two bedrooms. Living room and kitchen Not being able to find any of the big boys meant he wasn't here.

"Kwangmin, Kwangminah!"

“Kwang Min! Where are you!?”

Tension slowly began to build. Youngmin stopped and looked at the others. who stopped walking and gathered together in the living room It felt like my heart was beating at a strange rhythm. Even though he couldn't find him, he had a feeling that Kwang Min was still around.

“Maybe he went out for a walk and Hyunsung didn't notice..” Big Brother Donghyun tried to assess the possibility.

“It's definitely not like that.” Youngmin shook his head. "Kwang is not a child who will go anywhere without telling anyone first."

“Yesterday Kwangmin didn't eat much at all. He might be hungry,” Jungmin continued to speculate.

“Then you guys wait here. I'll go find him myself.” Youngmin furrowed his brow. If they had finished practicing as usual yesterday, they would not have felt as worried.

"Wait Youngmin, calm down. Do you want to call Kwangmin first?"

Youngmin nodded. I frantically searched for my cell phone in my pants pocket and dialed several speed dial numbers. And my anxiety doubled as I waited for the beep to ring. Until the third time the call disconnected, there was still no response from the other end.

“Kwangmin, in that position, just raising your left hand is enough.”

The dance teacher's warning sound sounded as the music and the six youths' synchronized movements stopped.

“Excuse me,” his voice said as he lowered his head.

"It's okay. Start over from this part."

The music started again. Everything was going fine until the alarm sounded again. “Wait a minute, Kwangmin. You stepped into the block two steps too late."

"Sorry."

"Start again"

The music stopped and then started again.

“Kwangmin! That dance move was wrong again."

"I'm sorry.."

“Stop apologizing and remember. You made us practice too late.”

The music stopped and then started again.

“Kwangmin, jump a moment too late.”

"Kwangmin, that's wrong!"

"Jokwangmin!!"

heavily!

"Sorry!"

Kwang Min was startled and stood up. The soft touch of the cloth made him startle and slam his head against something solid behind him. One hand rose and rubbed the sore spot. The force of the impact just now made it seem like twinkling stars could be seen. He sat still until he remembered what had happened.

Youngmin and he and the other four members were practicing to prepare to debut in a boy band for the music label they had been trainees for for two years. Yesterday the dance teacher started letting me try dancing to the song. But because of his mistake, everything was slowed down.

I want to do well like everyone else. But it seems like the more you focus, the more you miss. He made everyone have to start all over again until he practiced the dance until the song was finished in less than two rounds.

After practice ended and he returned to the dormitory, he didn't dare to fight in front of anyone, so he went to bed early. But in the end, he fell asleep in the closet. Hell, he probably didn't wake up so late that he made everyone wait, right? Thinking about it, he fumbled with both hands, sliding open the door and crawling out of the closet.

But after getting up and walking a few steps, he tripped over his own feet and fell face down from his haste. Kwang Min gritted his teeth, got up and continued walking. Try not to pay attention to your palms. Sore elbows and knees

People who have to watch each dance move more than two times before they start to remember it and often do the wrong moves. People who often forget their own lyrics The person who interrupts practice and causes everything to be delayed. If he didn't look like Youngmin A person without talent and ability would never be able to stand here.

People like him shouldn't cause other people more distress and annoyance than this.

"Excuse me, have you seen anyone who looks like me?"

For more than two hours, Youngmin asked the same question over and over. He knocked on every door and asked. Stop asking everyone you pass by and never get the answer you hope for.

Youngmin took out his mobile phone and unlocked the screen again. There are no notifications. No call back There is no notice. There was nothing that made him afraid.

"I'm going to report it."

“Calm down, Young Min-ah,” Donghyun hurriedly pulled his impatient twin on the shoulder. "People have been missing for less than 24 hours. The police are not accepting reports."

"Let's go look at the practice room first."

"Yah! What time is it already? Why did you come just now!?”

The screams from the dance teacher he once feared could no longer startle Young Min. He led the group into a dance practice room where two dance teachers were waiting on chairs inside.

“Kwangmin disappeared from the dorm.” His face was grim and his voice was rough, causing the two dance teachers to gasp. "Teacher, have you seen him come to the practice room?"

"Disappeared..?" From the shocked expression on his question, it was a good answer. Youngmin then turned and walked out of the practice room, ignoring the loud voices behind him. "Twin, where are you going? Hey."

“We want to go look for him first. If he comes here Teacher, please call and let me know." Donghyun bowed in apology and nodded to everyone, following Youngmin.

Another hour of separate searches throughout every floor of the company and the results still showed no sign of Kwang Min.

Youngmin sat down on the ground. I didn't listen to anyone telling me to stand up. He ran up and down looking for Wang Min in every room on every floor in the building. He called every friend whose number was on their phone.

There was no one that Kwangmin had contacted.

No one saw Kwang Min, not even a shadow.

I don't know..I don't know where to go to find Wang Min.

Yesterday Kwang Min seemed to want to say something to him. But due to fatigue from training, he refused to leave it for another day. If you knew that a little carelessness would cause such a big problem. He wouldn't think of neglecting his younger brother like that again.

“I think he might have run away and hidden us. The more you search for him, the more he runs away."

"No, I think I still saw Kwangmin's bag in the dorm."

“Kwangmin isn't very good at remembering directions. It's not likely to go anywhere."

“Youngmin and I tried calling our friends. And no one has seen Kwangmin either.”

The sound of consultation rang out from time to time. But he couldn't hear a single word in his head. He only knew that Kwang Min was missing. I don't know where I've gone. He only knew that if Wang Min couldn't find him.

What should I do..what should I do?

The cell phone ringing in his hand made him pick it up and raise it to his ear without even pausing to look at whose name and number it was on the screen.

"Kwangmin!"

“Kwangmin?” The soft voice on the other end of the phone slowly made my heart beat faster from happiness. Slow down the rhythm. "Mom, I think you called Young Min."

"Mother"

“What do you say? Why doesn't your voice sound good? Young Min-ah? Just now, Mom called Kwang Min and he didn't answer. Is there any problem?”

"Mom, Kwang's gone." Youngmin held back sobs. "What should I do? If I can't find Wang..I can't find him anywhere."

“Calm down, Youngmin-ah.” His still gentle voice calmed Youngmin down a bit. "You know that you never go far when playing hide and seek, right?"

“..Yes.” Youngmin thought about it and finally answered. "Thank you, Mom!"

Youngmin hung up the phone and stood up until everyone turned to look at him. He tells everyone to split up and search for one more time. Big brother and little brother will find each other in the company. Hyunsung and Jungmin will try looking around the neighborhood.

As for him.. he will go back to the starting point.

Wallet

Hat, glasses

Socks, towels

You haven't forgotten anything, right?

After almost using facial cleansing foam to brush my teeth and almost picking up my shirt and putting it on inside out. Kwangmin was standing and looking at the things he wanted to put in his backpack. Even though I didn't feel nauseous or vomiting, I felt a little dizzy. This makes it take more time than usual to decide what needs to be prepared.

When I walked out to pick up a towel just now, I saw that the kitchen table still had a plate of toast and a glass of milk that had not yet been put away. It indicates that everyone probably waited for him until very late and rushed to the practice room. Kwang Min stopped thinking about it and swept everything on the bed into his backpack and left the dormitory.

The late afternoon sun and an increasingly dizzy feeling made Kwang Min choose a path through the shade of the trees and enter the back door of the company. The distance from the dormitory to the company isn't too close, but it's not too far to walk.

Walking together with everyone, it felt like it only took a moment. But today time seems to move more slowly than usual. Until I could walk dragging my legs that were still painfully sore. Arrive at the practice room Kwangmin was huffing and puffing like he had just practiced dancing three times.

"Kwangmin!?"

The loud sound of his name being called made the owner of the name startled and his shoulders twitched. But he still didn't have enough strength to open his mouth to respond because just trying to get air into his lungs was tiring.

"Where have you been? Everyone is busy looking for you.” The dance teacher rushed over and grabbed both shoulders. He made Kwang Min, who was bent on his feet, hands and knees, look up.

"Sorry..I'm late."

“That matter is gone for now. Hurry and call before they go crazy. Especially Young Minnie is close to going crazy.”

Call and tell me..?

Ah, I remember what I forgot.

"Don't just stand there and put on a face. Take out your cell phone."

The dance teacher sighed as the child standing in front of him stood still as if he had lost consciousness in his own dimension once again. He took out his cell phone and scrolled through the list to find the group's leader's number.

"Hello." The signal sounded before it had finished once before someone picked up the phone.

“Um, teacher,” he said. “Kwangmin is in the dance practice room right now.”

“Really!?” The shout made him quickly pull the phone away from his ear. “Tell him to wait there. I'll hurry and go."

“Yes.” He nodded and turned to look at the boy who was supposed to be standing next to him. “Kwangmin, Donghyun said.. Hoy!"

"What is it, brother?"

"Kwang Min disappeared again."

"What!?"

The midday sun in summer never takes kindly to anyone. The distance from the dormitory to the company was already very far, but it felt like the way from the company back to the dormitory was even further. Kwangmin slowly dragged his body and walked into the shade in front of the mini-mart after nearly getting caught several times.

"Oh, what's going on, my father?"

After thanking the kind-hearted aunt for helping him sit and rest in the shop and giving him a piece of paper to fan, he accepted the grape juice and sipped it little by little, for fear that the symptoms like in the early morning would happen again.

The sweet and sour taste made him feel so refreshed that Kwangmin drank half of the can. Before saying thank you again His stomach rumbled and he realized that he hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon.

Kwangmin took off his cap and placed it on his side and continued eating the Pokémon bread from the kind aunt. I was a little surprised that Bread was also his favorite Pokémon.

“Thank you very much, Auntie. How much does it cost for water and snacks?” Kwangmin asked, reaching for his wallet in his backpack.

"It's okay. Someone just bought it and gave it to someone who looks like myself.” Hearing this, Kwang Min raised his eyebrows and turned to look at his smiling face. “At first, my aunt thought he was playing some kind of joke. But I saw that he had a serious face so I promised. It's my father he's looking for.”

Kwang Min nodded silently.

Youngmin is looking for..?

You may be very angry.

I have to hurry.

After walking through the sunshine, we were able to make it back to the dormitory. The dizziness came back to attack again. Kwang Min stood silently in front of the door for a long time. He couldn't think of the password because he often walked behind others, so he wasn't the one who often pressed the code to open the door.

And the sixth attempt was successful when the sound of the correct password finally sounded.

Once you get past the first level, you'll encounter the next obstacle. Kwang Min got his cell phone from the desk but forgot the unlock code because he had only set the password a few days ago. I only remember that it was a four-digit number, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of anything, so I tried randomly pressing a number that felt familiar.

Kwangmin stood staring at the screen that had turned completely black after he entered the wrong password again and realized that if he had just borrowed the dance teacher's cell phone and called everyone, he wouldn't have had to worry. Head and set your own password.

"Jokwangmin!!!"

A loud shout like lightning made him so startled that his cell phone instantly fell out of his hand. Kwangmin turned around from the force of his shoulder and lost his footing, falling into the arms that hugged his entire body. Even though he was shocked and tried to push himself away, he could only lift his head from the embrace that was stronger than he thought.

It was Youngmin who held him so tightly that he could hardly move. In addition to anger, eyes that had never been seen before were staring at me. His trembling heart showed everything on his face and eyes.

He made a mess again, right?

He made the moon hot again, right?

So angry, right?

hate..

Big tears fell down in his left eye, causing many questions that had arisen to instantly disappear. Kwang Min buried his face in a tight hug. I just felt the edges of my eyes become hot when I heard the owner's trembling voice.

"Kwang"

And when what Young Min said wasn't a scolding like he thought. He couldn't hold back his tears any longer.

"Where have you been?"

I don't know how long it had been since he stood here crying like a child. His heavy heart relaxed in his familiar embrace. The palm that rubs your back gently rubs your shoulder. To soothe the messy thinking completely stops.

“Don't disappear without telling me again.” Youngmin's voice returned to normal. But he just couldn't even breathe in and out rhythmically.

“I'm sorry for burdening you.” Kwangmin took a deep breath. Then he quickly said before he could sob again, "Even without you, I wouldn't be here."

"Kwang," the palm that rubbed his back slowly moved up to caress his head. Then slowly move it down to support the side of your cheek so that you look up and meet your eyes. “Don't say that again. Don't look down on yourself again. My Kwang Min is a cute person. Be kind and.."

Youngmin stopped talking and lowered his head until his forehead was pressed against the forehead of the person who failed to make eye contact because he closed his eyes first.

"You have a fever." He leaned his face against the reddened skin of his cheek to check his temperature again and said when he realized the heat was higher than normal.

“Yah, Kwang, don't fall asleep yet.” Youngmin slowly moved closer to the bed when there was no response from the person in his arms. Moreover, his neck folded and his weight dropped more and more onto him.

Kwang Min could only moan in his throat. As soon as the back touched the soft bed Consciousness quickly disappeared into sleep.

“Youngmin! Have you really met Kwang Min?”

Youngmin was quite astonished when he walked out of the bedroom to find that all the members had returned to the dorm less than fifteen minutes after he had called to say that he had found Kwangmin.

“True,” Youngmin replied, gesturing towards the room he had just walked out of. "He's in the room. I cried until I fell asleep."

Seeing Young Min look so calm made him rest assured that there was nothing to worry about. Everyone stood and watched as Youngmin placed a small basin in the kitchen sink and opened the cabinet under the sink. "Does anyone know where the first aid kit is?"

“Does Kwangmin have a wound? Is there a lot of it?"

Youngmin shook his head, “He has a fever. I wiped him just now and saw that there were some scrapes and bruises on his hands, elbows, and knees. I don't know where I fell."

Jock!

The sound of his stomach rumbling caused everyone to hold back their laughter as he kept a straight face as if nothing had happened. And when he found the first aid box he was looking for, he half walked, half ran into the bedroom immediately.

"There's nothing stuck in the dorm. Do you want to eat ramen first?” Hyunsung asked after examining the refrigerator that only had a few fresh produce and some snacks since he had just moved in recently. And aside from breakfast, they always eat outside.

Receiving nods of approval from the eldest and youngest, Jungmin and Hyunsung helped to heat a large pot of water. After the morning's leftover toast and milk were all taken care of, The light yellow instant noodles exude a fragrant aroma and are ready to be served.

Knock knock

A soft knock on the door He called out for Youngmin to take his eyes off the person sleeping on the bed and turned to see the group's maknae, who was a few months younger than himself, leaning over to look at the door frame. "Donghyun hyung, please follow me to eat."

"Oh, I'll go."

"Not now. You have to get up now.” With that, he stormed in and dragged himself out of the bedroom and into the kitchen without much cooperation.

"Here's Kwang Min's porridge and medicine."

Jungmin pointed to the tray of rice porridge and medicine packets on the dining room table and handed him a cup and chopsticks before Youngmin could even open his mouth. “Ah, hurry up and eat. When you finish eating, the rice porridge should be warm enough to give to Kwangmi. It's enough."

Youngmin sat down in his usual spot and began to eat quietly. Even though his stomach rumbled, he didn't feel much of an appetite. It might be because if Kwangmin was sitting next to him eating. He probably couldn't eat in peace like this.

Kwangmin has always had a hard time adapting to new things. Especially with strangers, at first you will be so tense that it seems difficult to reach you. But if you start to feel familiar with it, it will reveal a cheerfulness that sometimes goes into overdrive. And if anyone saw that smile and honest eyes, it would be hard not to fall in love.

Let's think back and think carefully. And lately, he's rarely seen that smile. I went from not speaking much to being like a shy person to not speaking at all. And when Kwang Min wants to talk He didn't listen. Therefore, the cause of the matter that happened today cannot be anything other than..

"It's my fault."

“No, we care too little about him. If it's wrong, then we're all wrong."

"Let's just say it's better not to talk about this in front of Kwangmin."

Donghyun had summarized what he had discussed with the members earlier. Youngmin nodded in agreement because he was still unsure of the younger twin's mental state. The body may recover with rest. But the heart only needs time and the heart together.

Even though it was half past six, it was considered too late to prepare to go out. Although he wondered why no one had woken him up, he hurriedly got out of bed to wash his face, brush his teeth, and get dressed in ten minutes.

Kwangmin ran nervously into the kitchen and picked up a piece of toast and put it in his mouth. But before he could turn around and turn around, Donghyun grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

“Let's go practice,” Kwangmin held a piece of bread in his hand and said, pointing towards the door. “It's getting late, so I can walk and eat.”

“It's okay, there's no hurry,” Donghyun waved his hand, “Sit down and eat well.”

"Ha?"

"Sit down."

Kwangmin blinked. Then he put down his bag and sat down at the dining table, confused. Normally, if he wakes up this late and is still eating breakfast, He must have been scolded for making other people wait for him alone.

What about other people? When did you know that Young Min had found him? Yesterday evening, I was still half asleep, but I seemed to vaguely remember it. That Young Min came to wake me up to eat and take medicine twice. And when I woke up in the morning I was already in my pajamas.

But the matter was not resolved because from the moment I walked out of the dormitory and into the practice room, No one said a single word to him. Even the dance teacher seemed to keep his distance from him. Even if your heart skips a beat, you still let it pass.

No questions, no warnings. Everyone is probably so fed up with what he's done that they don't want to talk to him.

Got hated by everyone.

That thought made Kwang Min stressed out from practicing until during his break time he would still practice rapping non-stop. He wanted to practice to make up for wasted time.

Debut day is getting closer and closer. If you still can't act like this, you will be removed from the group. It's not strange at all.

"Aren't you tired? Do you want to rest a bit?”

Donghyun was forced by his duty as the band leader to come and talk to a kid who was concentrating on the lyrics and the pen marks that were almost covering the entire page. And he was almost taken aback when he saw his big eyes glistening with clear water drops.

"Hey, I haven't said anything yet." He hurriedly took off as he turned to meet the accusing glances of everyone observing nearby.

He didn't mean to make her cry often. But because of the large age difference and being a boy, it made him not be able to act properly. Sometimes they use words to hurt the other person's feelings without realizing it. Like when they say to concentrate, they mean it. Even though it was loud, it had no intention of scolding anything.

“I thought no one would talk to me anymore,” Kwang Min said softly. But it was still enough for everyone in the practice room to hear, "I'm sorry. Hey, don't hate me."

“I know everyone is angry at me for causing trouble. It's also a hindrance, but don't..don't hate me."

"What are you talking about? No one hates you." Everyone slowly got up and walked over to the crybaby who was sitting there, wiping away tears with the back of their hands. "You're a member of our group."

“Really..?” Kwang Min couldn't stop sobbing. "I can stay here. Ugh..? Me if I don't have Youngmin. If I.."

“Youngmin is Youngmin. Kwangmin is Kwangmin,” the leader interrupted. “You are in this group because of your own abilities. Not because of anyone or anything."

"But I can't do anything. For example, Meenu is the same age as me but... energetic, good at dancing, good at rapping."

“Well, I studied a lot before you. You rapped well today. Tomorrow you will definitely be able to do better than this,” Meenu said encouragingly even though he had always compared his abilities.

“Take it slow, you don't have to put so much pressure on yourself,” Jungmin added once he realized what had been pressuring Kwangmin all along. with Hyunsung beside him Nod in agreement

"Yes. Even though I didn't catch all the rhythms, there wasn't a single dance that was wrong."

How lucky are you not to be left behind? He has people waiting beside him. and walk hand in hand together

Kwang Min looked at everyone sitting around until his eyes met his twin brother. Youngmin nodded. Smiling, he used his thumb to smooth away the tears on the younger twin's cheeks before pulling him in for a tight hug.

"Kwangmin is always his best self."

“Kwangmin, you don't have to raise your right hand in that position.”

“I know.” Kwangmin nodded in agreement. “But that's my singing part. So I wanted to raise my hand to add something that was a little different from other people."

heard that The band leader was speechless and could not tell at all. Did this strange and difficult kid listen to his words or not?

"Can't you?"

"It's not that I can't, but.."

"Then that means it's OK." After saying that, he walked over to wipe the sweat in front of the fan and changed the subject with a straight face. "Meenu, go buy me some snacks."

"Huh?"

Kwang Min tilted his head and continued speaking. "Well, it's time to rest. You have to rest, right? Please buy me some Pokémon bread."

Who would believe that Kwang Min was sensitive and insecure about anything at that time? The Kwang Min now who has become strong and follows his own desires is the same person.

“If you put then and now together and divide by two, that would be great.” The maknae rolled his eyes to the sky and muttered purposely for the whole room to hear.

"What?"

Everyone sighed, looked at each other, then turned to shout at the person asking the question who was standing there with clear eyes without an appointment.

"That's you!"

::Epilogue(?)::

The time to look forward to on training days is break time. Even though I lost at rock-paper-scissors and had to walk out to buy water and snacks when the weather was hot. But it's still better than being forced to show cute expressions. Even though I was almost dead tired

“Ah.” Youngmin pressed a can of grape juice to the cheek of the same-looking man who was sitting helplessly on a long chair in front of the mini-mart.

"Taengkiew," the other party said in a slow voice of thanks. Then he took the can and drank it without even opening his eyes, as if he already knew that someone would open it for him.

"Er, Kwangmin."

"Huh?"

"So, where did you disappear to that day?"

"Which day?"

“That day.” Youngmin sat down next to him. Then he picked up another can of grape juice from a black plastic bag and held it up in front of the younger twin, who had already opened his eyes to look.

"Oh.. I didn't go anywhere." Kwang Min picked up grape juice and drank until he was satisfied, then continued, "I woke up late."

"Does that mean you're still at the dorm?"

Kwang Min nodded his head.

"Then why can't I find you?"

"Well, I fell asleep in the closet."

“Huh?” Youngmin raised his eyebrows. "What are you doing in there?"

“I woke up and I was throwing up so I was going to get some food. But he was dizzy, so he wandered into the changing room and fell asleep in there.”

Hearing this, Youngmin raised his hand and slapped his forehead loudly.

"If someone asks like me, Please don't answer me."

Kwang Min blinked, "Why?"

"If you answer, your throat will definitely die."

"Who?"

Youngmin took in a deep breath to calm his emotions. But when he saw the younger twin's face, he accidentally shouted.

"That's you!"

Fin(?).

I really thought it wouldn't be finished before the end of the month.

This time it's a fic celebrating the fifth anniversary and celebrating Boy opening his IG, haha.

Once again, I set my mind to it and then gave up and then came back to focus on writing until it was finished.

Having said that, has there ever been a year where it was posted on an anniversary? I feel like it's not.

And this year probably took the longest time to decorate..

Many days indeed, but on average it shouldn't be more than an hour per day.

Let's hurry up and get it at the last turn before the end of the month.

Even though it doesn't seem like there's anything But it was stretched to exactly twenty-six pages.

Where is the effort? The effort is there, haha.

Thank you for reading up to this point.

Post : 26/05/16

Edit : 09/05/16