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You're Still Beautiful

ep. 13

Disclaimer: I do not own You're Beautiful, Vogue, Les Miserables...and I never will. :(

Had Korea's National Fairy, the woman that hyung-nim called Demon Fairy, just say she had come over to the dorm to see her? Mi-nyeo couldn't understand why Yoo He Yi would want to see her. Their history together mostly consisted of Yoo He Yi threatening to expose her secret.

With wide, started eyes Mi-nyeo raised her finger pointing at herself. "M-me?"

He Yi tilted her head, sighing impatiently. "Yes." She set down what looked to be a makeup carrier box that Mi-nyeo just noticed she had been holding, and then took a seat on the sofa, flipping back her silky hair. "Oppa said we should hang out," she curved her hand, studying the condition of her nails. "Have some girl time…or something like that."

Mi-nyeo blinked, sitting dumbfounded by the turn of events. Yoo He Yi wanted to hang out with her? Or more like her Oppa had suggested it and Yoo He Yi had somehow agreed to it.

He Yi turned her head, puckering her lips in a sour expression. "Well?" she prodded, raising an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to offer me any refreshments?" She scoffed. "You're a terrible host."

"Oh! Oh...yes, of course!" Mi-nyeo stuttered, getting up from the sofa. "What would you like?"

"I'll have green tea with lemon, but don't let the lemon touch the tea I want it on the rim," said He Yi not batting an eye in her direction. "Make it hot too, but not too hot."

When Mi-nyeo returned to the living room a little later with He Yi's tea, she saw that He Yi had opened her compartment carrier filled with makeup and hair accessories.

"Finally," said He Yi taking the cup of tea.

Sitting down on the sofa again, Mi-nyeo's gaze lingered over the makeup and especially the hair accessories. She had seen them before when she was known as Go Mi-nam. Yoo He Yi had made fun of her for wanting "girl things" when she was a "guy", and had tried to put lipstick on her. Back then all of Yoo He Yi's dainty and feminine accessories were forbidden objects to her, things that should only rest on top the prettiest of heads, items she was unworthy to wear—and still was.

Yoo He Yi noticed with an air of superiority the way Mi-nyeo eyed her accessories. "These are just a couple of old accessories I have," she said, rubbing it in. "I have much newer ones at home. I just bought them over with me, because I just finished a photo shoot for Vogue."

"This one they let me keep from the shoot," He Yi said holding up a headband glittering with colored crystals and white pearls. "And this one was from one of my many admirers." She held up a bow clip made of pink silk, then paused looking at Mi-nyeo. "Well, aren't you going to show me some of your accessories?" Sticking up her nose, she sighed. "Or are all of them just like that hairclip you have…. What was it again? 3,000 won?"

Mi-nyeo shrunk a little in the cushion of the sofa. "Oh, I…I've never had any accessories before, expect for the one I had that broke and the one hyung-nim gave me. I don't own any makeup either, I just borrow Coordinator Wang's sometimes."

He Yi's smirk faltered on her face. "Oh." She looked down, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Wiggling her lips to the left and right, she seemed to be debating over something in her head. "I've never…," she began hesitantly," had a friend to hang out with before." She glanced at Mi-nyeo as if daring her to laugh. "Most the people that hang out with me just want to be seen with the National Fairy."

Mi-nyeo watched as He Yi's eyes soften exposing some vulnerability that was usually nonexistent in her cold, ruthless, and self-centered gaze. This is what her Oppa must see, Mi-nyeo thought.

"You can touch them."

"Huh?" Mi-nyeo looked to He Yi, not understanding exactly what she could touch.

"My accessories," He Yi said shortly.

"Really?" Mi-nyeo breathed in astonishment. "Thank you!" she said bowing her head in gratefulness and then picked up a small navy blue bow clip with a crystal jewel sparking in the middle.

He Yi rolled her eyes at Mi-nyeo's enthusiasm over something so trivial. "You can borrow it," she said but then raised a menacing finger," but don't you dare lose it or damage it." She glanced to the side with an innocent little look. "You will let Oppa know that I let you borrow it, right?"

To say that Tae-kyung was surprised to come home to find Yoo He Yi putting makeup on his pig-rabbit would be an understatement—it was more like he had a heart attack.

"D-Demon Fairy?" Tae-kyung choked out at the sight of Yoo He Yi putting mascara on Mi-nyeo's eyelashes.

"Hyung-nim!" Mi-nyeo cried out happily once she spotted him past He Yi's shoulder.

"Don't move!" He Yi chastened with glaring eyes.

"What…what is she doing here?" Tae-kyung cried out.

"I suggested she come over." Tae-kyung turned around to see that it was Mi-nam who had spoken.

With a pensive glance toward his sister and He Yi, Mi-nam looked back to Tae-kyung and lowered his voice as not to be overhead by the girls. "I thought my sister could use some female companionship. She's always surrounded by guys and Coordinator Wang can't always hang out with her." He paused, coughing uneasily into his hand. "Besides, I think He Yi could use a friend, she doesn't have many friends."

Tae-kyung raised an eyebrow, pursing his lips. "Oh, I wonder why Demon Fairy doesn't have many friends?" he pointed behind him at Mi-nyeo and He Yi. "You know, your girlfriend stole your sister's hairclip and called her a liar when she wanted it back."

"I know He Yi doesn't have the cleanest reputation, but she's trying," Mi-nam said clenching his teeth.

Before Tae-kyung and Mi-nam could get into a real brawl, Mi-nyeo stepped forward interrupting them. "Hyung-nim! Yoo He Yi wants me to go shopping with her, so we can pick out dresses to wear for the production of Les Miserables tomorrow!"

Tae-kyung arched a suspicious eyebrow towards Yoo He Yi's direction. "She…does?" Yoo He Yi didn't notice since she was too busy looking at herself in a compact mirror.

He looked around at all of Yoo He Yi's accessories littering the floor, and then wistfully glanced at Mi-nyeo. It wasn't fair, his pig-rabbit deserved to have petty things like hairclips and rings, much more so than Yoo He Yi.

"Fine," Tae-kyung reached into his jacket pulling out his wallet. Slipping out a plastic card from the sleeve, he handed it to Mi-nyeo. "Here."

Mi-nyeo turned the plastic card around in her hands. "Hyung-nim, what's this?" A second later she realized what it was as her eyes read over his name imprinted on the card. "Oh, hyung-nim! I can't! It's your money!" She pushed his credit card back at him. "You should buy yourself a present, it's your birthday." She turned her head toward He Yi sitting on the sofa. "Oh, Yoo He Yi, I forgot to tell you! Today is hyung-nim's birthday!"

"Oh, happy birthday," said He Yi in a bored tone, not taking her eyes off her reflection.

Tae-kyung pushed the credit card back at Mi-nyeo, closing her hand around it. "My present is buying you something," he said outsmarting her. "So, there end of discussion."

"Mi-nyeo, you can use my credit card," said Mi-nam holding out his card for his sister as he glared at Tae-kyung. "I'm her older brother. I can pay for my sister."

"No, pig-rabbit is using my credit card!" Tae-kyung insisted, he was not one to give in. "Go Mi-nyeo, let Demon Fairy know that if she tries to use my card I will have her thrown in jail!" he hissed. "I'll be contacting my credit card company to inform that you have authorization to use it and also I will be sending a picture of you and Demon Fairy, so they know which one is banned from using it."

In the end Mi-nyeo ended up taking both credit cards since both of them kept insisting for her to take their card.

Later that day after her shopping trip, Mi-nyeo joined Tae-kyung to have a birthday dinner with his father at a well-established buffet restaurant. Tae-kyung was greatly annoyed to find out that most of her shopping trip consisted of her lugging around Yoo He Yi's purchases, and watching Yoo He Yi try on different outfits. But Mi-nyeo still seemed happy with the one item she managed to pick out and buy.

Mi-nyeo was currently scanning over the buffet as Tae-kyung sat at the booth alone with his father.

"I'm so glad Go Mi-nyeo could join us, son," said Hwang Kyung-Soon. "She really has a special type of charm to her. I'm really happy that you met her." He paused, staring across at Tae-kyung as he took a bite of food from his plate. "So, when is the wedding?"

For the second time that day, Tae-kyung nearly choked on his food. Sputtering up coughs, he reached out for his glass of water, gulping it down. Then after taking some hasty breaths, he found his voice again. "Appa!" he cringed in embarrassment. "Would you drop it, please?" he hissed out not wanting to be overheard by bystanders. "What…what was with that birthday card you sent me today, anyway?"

Kyung-Soon raised his eyebrows. "What? Do you mean you're not going to marry her?"

Tae-kyung swung left and right looking around with anxious eyes as if expecting Mi-nyeo to reappear at any moment. "Would you stop saying marriage!"

"Well," Kyung-Soon folded his hands, resting his elbows on the table. "Tell me, son. Are you planning to breakup with Go Mi-nyeo anytime in the future?"

"No!" Tae-kyung spat out disgusted with the thought. He had made that mistake once when he told Mi-nyeo not to be where he could see her. He wasn't ever going to make that mistake again.

"Can you see yourself with any other woman?"

"No." Any other woman would pale in comparison to Mi-nyeo. Like the planets, some had many moons like Jupiter had sixty-four moons. Earth only had one moon. And Tae-kyung only had one moon—Mi-nyeo. Without that moon, his world would go spiraling into an abyss of darkness. Frankly, Go Mi-nyeo wasn't just the moon, or the sun, or the many stars. She was everything—his universe.

"Do you love her?"

Tae-kyung squirmed in his seat, gulping. "Y-yes."

Kyung-Soon leaned back into his seat with a satisfied look. "I'm not saying marry her tomorrow, son. Just don't wait a millennium to ask the question you know you want to ask. I think she would be good for you. She makes you happy, I can tell."

Thankfully, Kyung-Soon dropped the subject of marriage, but then he moved onto another uncomfortable topic. "I saw your mother today at the hospital, told her our son was turning another year old today," he sighed, shaking his head. "She still hasn't woken up. Tae-kyung, are you going to visit her today?"

Mi-nyeo returned that moment with her plate of food, saving Tae-kyung from having to answer his father's question. Shortly, his father left to go use the restroom leaving Tae-kyung with Mi-nyeo.

"It was very nice of your father to invite me along, hyung-min!" Mi-nyeo said, happily eating away.

"Uh-humm," mumbled Tae-kyung, vaguely paying attention to her words. "Go Mi-nyeo, when it was your birthday what did you do? Did you get to blow out a candle and make a wish?"

"Oh, I don't need a candle to make a wish," Mi-nyeo smiled shyly, wiggling her shoulders giddily. "I have my star to wish upon."

Tae-kyung looked at her sitting next to him, his curiosity piqued. "And did you make a wish on your star?"

"Yes."

Scooting forward so their hips touched, Tae-kyung leaned forward his face drawing closer to hers with eyes filled with anticipation. "And what was it?"

Mi-nyeo leaned back over the edge of the seat, shaking her head feverishly in protest. "Oh, I can't tell you, hyung-nim. Then it might not come true."

Tae-kyung's eyes snapped open at her reply, his mouth descending into a cavernous frown. Snarling with his upper lip, he moved back to his previous position, crossing his arms. "I am the star," he grumbled like a little boy denied his dessert. "I should get to know what the wish is."

For a moment, Tae-kyung just sat there sulking, slouching against the cushions. It was a sight that was strangely ominous and adorable at the same time. Glancing at Mi-nyeo, he huffed as she sat there arrogantly chewing her food without a care. "Go Mi-nyeo, since it's my birthday I want you to answer a question for me."

"I'm not telling you my wish, hyung-nim."

Losing his temper, Tae-kyung threw his hands into the air, his eyes bulging in their sockets. "It's not about the wish!" he hissed, and then sighed visibly regaining control. "This is another question." He pointed his finger, centimeters away from her nose, causing her to go cross-eyed. "I want you to answer it honestly."

Tae-kyung rolled his neck to the side in a nervous manner. "Do…do you think I'm handsome?"

It was not a question he asked regularly, not at all in fact. Being an idol his vanity was constantly pampered by the millions of swooning girls yelling 'Oppa' and the hundreds of magazines with his flawless features on the cover with the headline sexiest male. He had never questioned his physical appeal, that was until he met Mi-nyeo.

She always seemed to refer in a past tense when it came to his looks. First it was he had been the handsomest of the three back then, and now it was he was cute when he was a boy. Every time she told him he was handsome with her little thumbs up, he felt like she was just saying that to please him. Well, not this time. He wasn't going to stop until he got an honest answer. No matter what the outcome was, he had to know.

But it turned out he only had to ask once.

"Oh, yes I think your handsome, hyung-nim! Especially when…," Mi-nyeo's cheeks flushed as she trailed off, turning her head and pressing a finger up against her nose.

Tae-kyung raised his eyebrows. Well, she must be telling the truth if it affected her so much that she reverted back to her pig-nose habit. "Especially when…?"

Mi-nyeo stared down at her lap, her lips curving up, smiling secretly at her thoughts. "Especially when you smile," she said meekly. "When I saw you smile for the first time," she patted on her chest, over her heart." It's what made my heart race for you."

Tae-kyung turned his head to the side to hide a very boyish, goofy dimpled smile. Looking back to Mi-nyeo, he turned more serious though the smile still remained on his face, revealing glistening teeth that even the stars themselves would envy. "Oh, it did?"

Mi-nyeo nodded shyly, her finger still pressed up against her nose. "Hyung-nim? Do…do you think I'm pretty?"

"No."

The finger pressed up against her nose, plummeted like dead weight. Mi-nyeo pouted, her eyes becoming glazed as she looked like she would love to just disappear.

Tae-kyung felt bad, but she had to know the truth. As her boyfriend he felt it only right he tell her. There was no way he wanted any other male to tell her this. Placing his fingers gently underneath her chin, he nudged her chin up, so she was looking at him and then he told her the truth.

"You're Beautiful."

Mi-nyeo's finger was soon pressed up against her nose again, quickly turning it red which matched the shade the rest of her face was.

Later that night Tae-kyung dropped Mi-nyeo back at the dorm and said he was going to take a drive. Mi-nyeo didn't question him about where he was going. Something in her eyes told him that she knew what his destination would be, even before he knew it himself.

The day was growing late, there were only four hours left and then his birthday would be over.

However, more importantly there were thirty minutes left and visiting hours would be over.

Sitting alone with only the beeping of the IV machine and the thumping of his heart, Tae-kyung gazed across the room at his mother's unconscious body as it rose and fell with her breaths. For a moment that's all he did, but then he got up.

Inching closer to her bed, his steps were cautious and light. He rested his hands on the railing on the sides of her bed, trying to calm the trembling in his fingertips.

"Today is my birthday," Tae-kyung said hesitantly pass the roughness in his throat. "And you're here," his eyes searched his Omma's face for any sign of awareness," but at the same time…you're not."

He continued talking hoping that on some level of conscious she could hear him. "Every year I wished the same thing, but it never came true. So, I stopped wishing…until today.

A small shadow of a smile came on his face. "Someone taught me that if you keep on wishing, never give up, and act a bit foolish…you might just get what you want."

Leaning closer over the bed, he began to feel tears pricking at his eyes. "Do you know what my wish was every year?"

"It was for you to come back," he choked out as his defenses began to fall. "And here I am like a fool, hoping a wish will bring you back!" he sniffed his nose, dryly laughing. "I'm pathetic, aren't I?"

Tae-kyung gripped the railing, his knuckles white, and his eyes shut. So many emotions were coursing through him, jabbing at his throat and stinging at his eyes. He was all alone, with only the beeping of the IV machine, the aching in his chest, and a voice.

His eyes shot open.

A voice?

Looking down he saw brown eyes staring back at him reflecting the bewilderment he felt. Gasping, he stumbled back from the bed, clutching onto his chest.

"Tae-kyung?"

The voice was dry, hoarse, and strained from lack of speaking, but it was her voice none the less.

Tae-kyung rushed back over to the bed, peering over to see his mother staring back at him. His mouth fell open at the sight of her awake. He rubbed his eyes. It couldn't be true. It must a dream or some type of hallucination.

Mo Hwa-ran blinked her eyes adjusting to the light and licked her chapped lips. "Tae-kyung?" she coughed, then swallowed trying to regain her voice. "Is…is that really you?" she said, brittle and uncertain. She watched him with timid eyes; it would seem she too feared he was just a dream that would disappear.

Nothing this time stopped him from reaching forward to take her hand in his, and lightly squeeze it to reassure her of his presence.

Mo Hwa-ran looked down at their joined hands and then back up into his eyes with a question burning within their depths.

Tae-kyung faintly nodded, then spoke with all the strength he could muster. "Yes, I forgive you," he paused, drawing in a shaky breath, his voice cracking. "Omma."

Mo Hwa-ran just stared back at him for a moment and then as his words took root, her lips began to quiver and her eyes soon blurred over with tears. She gasped out, her body trembling with the sobs retching up her throat. She cried freely, shredding her sins with each teardrop that plunged down her cheeks. At last she was free of the pain that tormented her soul and so was he.

It was truly the best birthday present he had ever gotten.

The next day there was only one question on Hwang Tae-kyung's mind.

Where could that pig-rabbit be?

He had been roaming around the dorm in a tuxedo for about five minutes, poking his head into different rooms but he couldn't find Mi-nyeo anywhere. They had just returned home from seeing the production of Les Miserables. He had went to the bathroom, then back into the living room to find that Mi-nyeo had disappeared somewhere in his absence. Shin-woo and Jeremy didn't know where she was, and as if Mi-nam would even tell him if he knew.

Pausing in his search, Tae-kyung lifted his hand to his chin, caressing it in thought. "If I was a pig-rabbit, where would I be?" he pursed his lips, moving his eyes to the side then they popped out as he snapped his fingers together. "Underneath the piano!"

Sure enough upon reaching the piano room, Tae-kyung spied a piece of shimmering navy blue fabric peeking out from underneath the piano. Taking a moment to smile smugly to himself, he then casually walked around the piano as he dragged his finger along the curvature of the instrument. "Gee, I wonder where that pig-rabbit could be?" he said innocently, and then dipped his head down to look underneath the piano.

Mi-nyeo's pink glossed lips parted gasping out at Tae-kyung looking back at her with his head hanging upside-down.

"What are you doing under the piano again?" Tae-kyung pursed his lips, cocking an eyebrow. "Did you do something bad, pig-rabbit?"

Mi-nyeo tilted her chin down, shaking her head. "No, I was just…," she fiddled with her fingers in her lap,"…searching for some answers."

"Searching for…answers?" Tae-kyung squatted down so he could see her fully. She was like an angel sitting underneath a piano with her strapless, navy blue dress fanned out around her like a shimmering lake in the moonlight. She had picked out the dress to wear to the musical during her shopping trip.

"Scoot over," said Tae-kyung as he got on his knees and started clawing underneath the piano. Mi-nyeo gathered up her dress, scooting to the side to make room for him. Tae-kyung hunched slightly underneath the piano as he was taller than Mi-nyeo. If only the public could see him now. Hwang Tae-kyung leader of the idol boy band ANJELL, camped out underneath a piano in a tuxedo.

"And why are you searching for answers, pig-rabbit?" Tae-kyung said, slightly turning his head.

Mi-nyeo hesitated for a moment, her eyes glancing down. "The musical got me thinking about…some things."

"Didn't you enjoy the musical?" asked Tae-kyung, narrowing his eyes in confusion. "You were sure clapping enough at the end."

"Oh, yes hyung-nim! I enjoyed it very much!" she said, her face animated with delight, but then it withered with her downcast eyes. "It's just," she continued in a small, lost voice," what am I going to do now?"

"What are you going to do now…?" Tae-kyung repeated slowly not getting her point.

Mi-nyeo pouted, her eyes glistening with anxiety. "Hyung-nim, all my life I thought I was going to become a nun, but now I'm not," she nibbled on her bottom lip. "What am I going to do now?" she paused, sighing. "It's just I see how you, Oppa, Shin-woo oppa, and Jeremy enjoy making music, and I want to find something I enjoy. I want to find my own dream."

After a moment she tilted her head up, looking at him with questioning eyes. "Hyung-nim, when did you know that you wanted to be a rockstar?"

Tae-kyung titled his head, thinking her question over. "Well, I wouldn't say I knew I wanted to be a rockstar," he began. "I grew up around music and I found I really enjoyed composing music, it seemed to come naturally. I guess I knew after I performed in front of an audience a couple of times, that I wanted to pursue it as a career.

"Hyung-nim?" said Mi-nyeo hesitantly. "I think I'd like to be…a…a…Broadway singer."

Tae-kyung started at her, hunched over and dumbfounded. He slowly came out of it, blinking his eyes. "You…you want to be a Broadway singer?"

Mi-nyeo nodded hesitantly, pursing her lips in thought. "Well, I'm not positive yet, but I would like to give it a try. Just to see how it feels. It just all seems so amazing, singing up there on stage while the orchestra plays around you," she sighed, and then looked to him anxiously. "Do…do you think I could do it, hyung-nim?"

Tae-kyung didn't answer right way as he was still taken aback by the fact that she possibly wanted to be a Broadway singer. Did Mi-nyeo have what it took? Broadway singing and Mainstream singing were similar, but at the same time in two different worlds. He glanced at Mi-nyeo imagining her up on stage. Truthfully, he thought she could do anything if she put enough work into it. All that mattered to him was that he was a part of her life. If she wanted to be a Broadway singer, he'd be in the first row during every performance.

"Well, you managed to get into ANJELL because of your voice, but you don't just sing, pig-rabbit, you have to act also," said Tae-kyung wanting to point everything out to her.

"I did pretend to be my Oppa."

Tae-kyung pursed his lips around. "True, you did fool almost everyone that you were your brother, expect me but nobody can fool me," he chuckled at the mere thought of anyone fooling him. He completely discarded the fact that he didn't know she was a girl in the beginning, that didn't count.

"So…you think I could do it, hyung-nim?"

"Why not, pig-rabbit?"

Bursting with excitement at his reply, Mi-nyeo sprung forward wrapping her arms around his neck. Tae-kyung let out small yelp as her sudden weight caused them both to topple backwards. And as they laid there on the floor underneath the piano in their formal wear, Tae-kyung couldn't help but smile at Mi-nyeo's infectious happiness. He savored this moment, hoping it would get him through what was to come next.

Today ANJELL had a press conference, and if everything went according to plan…. Well, it was going to be a press conference the world wouldn't soon forget.

Mi-nam leaned against one of the vanity dressers in the ANJELL's dressing room. He looked to Shin-woo and Jeremy until his eyes fell on Tae-kyung. "I don't like this, Hwang Tae-kyung," he crossed his arms. "Not one bit."

Tae-kyung opened his mouth in mock surprise. "Oh, do you have better plan, Go Mi-nam?"

"Is it a pretty good plan," said Shin-woo looking at his band mates. "It will definitely get the point across," he squinted his eyes, slightly grimacing," expect…"

"Expect the reporters are going to blind us with their cameras and then President Ahn is going to kill us!" Jeremy screeched out with his hands against his face.

Mi-nam scoffed. "I don't care about the reporters or President Ahn! I care about the fact that Hwang Tae-kyung is going to..." he trailed off groaning. "Do you have to do…do…," his mouth twisted in disgust,"…that Hwang Tae-kyung?"

Tae-kyung stared back with a neutral face. "Yes."

Mi-nam huffed, his eyes sharp in annoyance. "Fine, just make it quick or I swear I'll gag!"

The door to the dressing room opened as President Ahn poked his head in. "It's almost time for the press conference. Are you guys ready?"

The guys all looked to each other knowing what was about to happen. Mi-nam sighed, rolling his eyes. "As ready, as I'll ever be."

Tae-kyung sat down at his place at the table where a little place card read his name: Hwang Tae-kyung.

The room quickly filled with murmurs and little clicks and clangs as the reporters got their cameras ready. Light bulbs flashed as Mi-nam took his spot next to Tae-kyung. Shin-woo sat at the other side of Tae-kyung and Jeremy next to Shin-woo. Tae-kyung glanced at one of the many cameras rolling that would broadcast this all across Korea, and then his eyes flickered to Mi-nam who was nervously staring down at the table, looking ready to faint.

One of the reporters started the questioning by yelling out, "Hwang Tae-kyung, is it true you called this press conference to discuss your relationship with Go Mi-nam?"

Tae-kyung leaned forward on the table with his elbows and spoke calmly into the microphone in front of him. "Yes."

At his reply, the volume in the room increased as reporters bustled and pushed against each other, their voices overlapping, all asking questions at once. "Hwang Tae-kyung, when did first start dating Go Mi-nam? Go Mi-nam what do you have to say about this? Hwang Tae-kyung, when did you first realize you were gay?"

Tae-kyung leaned forward into the microphone, completely composed in the face of chaos. Instead of answering their questions, his mouth twitched up into a mischievous smirk. "Watch closely."

It was then that Tae-kyung stood up from his seat, and turned his head towards Mi-nam. Raising his hand, Tae-kyung beckoned Mi-nam closer, flexing his finger. "Go Mi-nam, come here."

Mi-nam stood up from the chair, his legs trembling slightly as he took a step closer to Tae-kyung. Then Tae-kyung stared back at Mi-nam, his eyes softening as he bent forward until their lips met in a gentle, quick kiss.

There were several gasps and flashes of cameras, but mostly people just stared in stunned silence. Then a couple of fan girl screams broke the trance, and the reporters went wild taking pictures and asking questions. "Hwang Tae-kyung, is this your way of officially coming out about your relationship with Go Mi-nam?" one reporter yelled out.

Tae-kyung leaned forward over the microphone. "Yes, I am officially coming out about my relationship," he glanced at Mi-nam beside him," but not with Go Mi-nam, but his sister, Go Mi-nyeo."

Some reporters just chuckled. How could Hwang Tae-kyung be in a relationship with Go Mi-nam's sister if he just kissed Go Mi-nam himself. People exchanged bewildered looks. Had Hwang Tae-kyung cracked under the pressure of being an idol? "What do you mean, Hwang Tae-kyung?" several people cried out.

Reaching out, Tae-kyung rested his hand on top of Mi-nam's head. "I mean this," said Tae-kyung as he tugged at Mi-nam's hair pulling off a wig to reveal that Go Mi-nam was actually Go Mi-nyeo.

Everyone watched, their eyes unblinking as Go Mi-nyeo's feminine long locks came tumbling around her face to her shoulders. There stood Go Mi-nyeo in her Oppa's clothes.

Flashes were bouncing off the walls like crazy, reporters tripping over each other as they tried to get a closer look as the bodyguards held them back. "WAIT? GO MI-NAM'S A GIRL!" people bellowed out.

Reporter Kim elbowed the other reporters, pointing at Go Mi-nyeo in victory. "HA! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! AND YOU ALL THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY!"

"I'M NOT A GIRL," said a clear, strong voice cutting through the various sounds.

Looking left and right, the people wondered who had said that as they murmured, "Who? Who was that?"

"I'm over here," said the voice again. "Next to the doors."

Everyone shifted in the direction of the voice to see Go Mi-nam standing by the doors with his arms crossed. The reporters looked back and forth between Go Mi-nam and Go Mi-nyeo with their jaw hanging. Mi-nam walked up to the table where the rest of his band was and took the empty seat next to his sister.

"I'm Go Mi-nam," said Mi-nam pointing to himself. He gestured towards his sister, who had sat back down. "This is my sister, Go Mi-nyeo. She's a girl, while I have never been one."

Tae-kyung sitting in his seat looked very pleased with a haughty smirk on his face. His plan was going along flawlessly. "You all just now believed me to have kissed Go Mi-nam," he said into the microphone, then held up a finger," when it was in fact his sister," he paused, putting his hand back down. "And that's who you saw me kissing in that picture at Lady Chi's ball, Go Mi-nyeo, my girlfriend." He crossed his arms at the dumbfounded reporters. "So, you see neither me or Go Mi-nam are gay or ever have been."

All first everyone seemed speechless, unable to utter a word but then one reporter spoke up. "Then why was Go Mi-nyeo dressed up like her Oppa at Lady Chi's ball?"

Leaning forward towards his microphone again, Tae-kyung answered. "Go Mi-nam was sick the night of Lady Chi's ball, but we did not wish to disappoint Lady Chi. So, we dressed up Go Mi-nyeo as her brother, as you all can see it's easy to mistaken them for one another when she is dressed up like him. We realize it was wrong of us to deceive everyone that night, and we apologize," he finished with a respectful bow of the head. The others all bowed with him.

Tae-kyung glanced at Mi-nyeo at his side, and then made one final comment. "I didn't want people to continue believing that my relationship with my girlfriend was just a cover-up for a gay scandal," he paused, turning his head to look at Mi-nyeo. "Our relationship is very real."

Jeremy slammed the door to the dressing room behind him. They had all just escaped from the pack of reporters after concluding their press conference. "Am I the only one that see spots of lights everywhere," said Jeremy opening and closing his eyes.

Shin-woo softly chuckled. "I think that will go away in a little while." He walked up to Tae-kyung, patting him on the shoulder. "You did it, Tae-kyung. I doubt they will call you gay now that you've proven it was Go Mi-nyeo that you kissed."

Tae-kyung held his head a little higher. "Thank you," he said, and then turned towards Go Mi-nam with a taunting smirk. "Well, was that kiss quick enough for you?"

Mi-nam shrugged his shoulders, getting an insolent smile. "I guess…," he said reluctantly. "I didn't want you making out with my sister in front of hundreds of people," he said, then pointed at himself," and in front of me!"

"Go Mi-nyeo, are you okay?" said Shin-woo gently, noticing her sitting in a chair, her knees wobbling against each other. At the mention of her name, everyone in the room turned their eyes to her.

Jeremy gasped out, running to her side. "Noona! What's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm okay!" Mi-nyeo said reassuringly. "I was just really nervous, and afraid that the reporters wouldn't believe hyung-nim. But now I'm just relieved." She breathed out, and then glanced at her brother. "It was really weird being you again, Oppa."

Mi-nam lightened up, smiling at his sister. "Tell me about it, and this time I was in the same room. The reporters didn't even notice me when I snuck in during the questioning."

The atmosphere in the room seemed to relax, but it was short-lived as they heard frantic steps outside in the hallway, and a man's voice speaking in broken English.

Jeremy with his eyes wide, voiced what everyone was thinking, "Uh-Oh."

President Ahn burst through the door and then slammed it shut. "What was that? What just happened? Hwang Tae-Kyung what were you think…," he trailed off, his mouth hanging open as he spotted Mi-nam and Mi-nyeo in the same clothing, looking pretty much identical besides the difference in hair length. "They…they do look alike," he stuttered out in disbelief.

President Ahn stood silent, his eyes ping-ponging to Mi-nam and Mi-nyeo and then finally to Tae-kyung. "You mean that really was Go Mi-nyeo you were kissing that night?"

Tae-kyung sighed roughly through his nostrils, looking toward the ceiling. "Yes, I told you that! But no, you said I was in," he raised his hands doing air quotes, "denial."

It took several minutes for them to explain to President Ahn the happenings of the night of Lady Chi's ball and also Tae-kyung and Mi-nyeo's relationship. But of course, they tweaked a couple of details here and there and they didn't exactly tell him everything. President Ahn handled everything pretty well, or maybe it was the fact that he was just overwhelmed with all the information and didn't know what to say.

President Ahn just gaped at them all, still looking utterly confused and then he shook his head. "Okay…okay…let me see if I got this right," he said, rubbing his temples. "Go Mi-nyeo dressed up like Go Mi-nam so Lady Chi wouldn't be offended by his absence. And Tae-kyung started dating Go Mi-nyeo sometime after Shin-woo and she had a mutual breakup?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Okay…I only have one question," said President Ahn looking keenly between Go Mi-nyeo and Go Mi-nam. "Has Go Mi-nyeo dressed up like her Oppa before?"

Everyone looked to each other, waiting to see who would cover this one up.

Jeremy started laughing nervously, jittering around. "N-no! What? Do you think she impersonated her brother when he first debuted? Because she didn't, that was totally Mi-nam! I mean that would mean Tae-kyung hyung shared a room with a girl—" Shin-woo quickly clamped his hand over Jeremy's mouth.

Playfully patting Jeremy on the back, Shin-woo chuckled a bit. "He's joking," said Shin-woo. "You know how he loves to joke."

"President Ahn, do you think I would let a girl impersonating her brother join ANJELL?" Tae-kyung insisted, stating that the whole thing was absurd.

President Ahn narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and then looked to Mi-nam. "Go Mi-nam?"

Mi-nam gave him his best I'm-innocent-look. "Yes, President Ahn?"

"What did I ask you do with me after your first recording?"

Tae-kyung, Shin-woo, and Jeremy quickly started going hand gestures behind President Ahn's back to look like they were scrubbing each other's backs. Mi-nyeo had to put a hand over her mouth to keep herself from laughing.

"Um, well…to go to the sauna, President Ahn," answered Mi-nam.

President stared at Mi-nam for a long, hard moment until his eyes crinkled up with laughter. Slapping his knee, President Ahn shook his head. "Oh, I can't believe for a moment I thought your sister had impersonated you, but that was you."

Mi-nam rocked on the soles of her feet, smiling. "Yep, that was me."

Everyone started laughing, though it was more in relief than amusement. President Ahn was occupied from the joyance as his phone rang. They all watched as he answered it, but then were taken aback as he suddenly went pale, and then watched on as they wondered who it could be.

"Who was that, President Ahn?" asked Shin-woo.

It took a minute for President Ahn to answer, for he seemed stunned over the phone call. "That was a representative of Lady Chi," he breathed in disbelief. "She said Lady Chi saw the press conference, and found it sneaky, underhanded, and entertaining. The ANJELLs have more edge than she thought and they may not just be another pretty boy band."

Sometime after the press conference, Tae-kyung headed to the hospital to visit his mother. He wore a hoodie and white framed glasses to hide his appearance, since the reporters had been lurking around ever since Mo Hwa-ran had woken up from her coma. It would be the scoop of the century if they found Tae-kyung visiting her, especially after his big reveal at the press conference.

Mo Hwa-ran was sitting up in bed when he entered her room. The doctors had said there was no permanent damage, but that they wished to keep her for a couple of weeks for recovery and also some physical rehab, since her leg was injured during the accident.

Hwa-ran's eyes lit up when she spotted her son. "Hello, Tae-kyung."

As he sat down next to her bed, Tae-kyung noticed how her complexion had returned, filling her cheeks with some color. He nodded towards her, feeling reserved but not hostile as he once was.

Both of them were unsure how to start the conversation, with Tae-kyung drumming his fingers against the armrest and Hwa-ran fiddling with the covers. She glanced up at the television on the wall. "So I saw your press conference on the news today. How was it?"

Tae-kyung leaned back into the chair, shrugging his shoulders. "It went fine, we were able to get out of there before the reporters started questioning whether Go Mi-nyeo had dressed up like Go Mi-nam more than once."

"And Lady Chi, how did she react to this?" Also being in the entertainment business, Mo Hwa-ran knew all too well of Lady Chi reputation and the influence she had over the industry.

"Surprisingly, she seemed to approve of it," Tae-kyung pursed his lips. "If I had known that, I would have revealed Go Mi-nyeo a long time ago."

"How is Go Mi-nyeo?" Hwa-ran asked hesitantly.

"She was a bit nervous about pretending to be her Oppa again, but she's fine now," he paused looking around the room. "She was very happy to hear about your recovery and said she would visit you sometime."

Hwa-ran looked down at the covers, her lips cringing in guilt. "O-Oh, that's sweet of her," she cleared her throat. "How is everyone else? Go Mi-nam is he…," her voice died at the sight of Tae-kyung's mouth lowering into a thin and solemn line. It didn't take her very long to realize that it was a mistake to mention Go Mi-nam. "Oh, Tae-kyung…I'm sorry—"

But her words of apology were in vain, Tae-kyung didn't even notice her talking as he went about grumbling to himself. "That Go Mi-nam is really getting on my last nerve!" he crossed his arms, pursing his lips vehemently. "I don't get what his problem is! I announced to all of Korea that she's my girlfriend. What else does that short punk want?"

Hwa-ran raised an eyebrow as she seemed to realize he was venting aloud to himself. "Tae-kyung," she interjected quietly. "Are you saying Go Mi-nam doesn't approve of your relationship with his sister?"

"Approve?" Tae-kyung scoffed. "It's more like he's revolted by it."

Hwa-ran stared at her son, silently thinking over his situation and then her lips lifted up into soft smile. "Tae-kyung, I think he just worries about his sister and wants to make sure she taken care of. She's the only family he has left," she paused coughing awkwardly. "Well, besides his Aunt, but you get my point."

Reaching forward over the railing of her bed, Hwa-ran tentatively placed her hand on top of her son's. Tae-kyung tensed at the contact, but relaxed some as his eyes flickered from her hand to her face.

"It took me years to realize it, but family is the most important thing," said Hwa-ran, patting his hand. "You need to prove to him that she's made the right choice."

When Tae-kyung got back home to the ANJELL dorm, he sat in his chair contemplating over his mother's words.

"Prove myself?" Tae-kyung clasped his hands together, resting them against his lips. "I am the right choice. Why do I need to prove that?"

Even as the words left his mouth, he knew there was no other way around it.

Tae-kyung planted his face into his clasped hands, groaning.

It was going to be very…degrading. But Go Mi-nam wasn't going to give up, he knew. It was his great misfortune to be in love with a girl that had a short, annoying nuisance as a brother. If he was going to prove himself, he wasn't going to leave any room for doubt. He was a perfectionist, after all.

Getting up from his chair, Tae-kyung shook his head groaning in agony. "I'm going to regret this."

The things he did for that ungrateful pig-rabbit.

Exiting his room, Tae-kyung began his search for Go Mi-nam only to be interrupted by the chiming of the door bell. Thinking anything was better than confronting Go Mi-nam, he headed towards the door. But upon opening the door, he was sorely mistaken.

It took all his willpower not to dramatically roll his eyes and curse out.

There, standing outside the door was Nate Cheng.

What was that pretty boy doing here? He thought he had seen the last of Nate Cheng when they finished that stupid music video.

Tae-kyung crossed his arms, leaning his body against the doorframe blocking entrance to Nate Cheng. "And I suppose you're here to see Go Mi-nyeo?" he said curtly.

"Actually, I'm here to see you," said Nate Cheng sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "I…I saw the press conference."

Tae-kyung lifted his eyebrow in a mockish arch. "Oh, you did?"

"Um…yeah," said Nate Cheng uneasily. "So that was Go Mi-nyeo with you on the night of Lady Chi's ball?"

"Yes, it was."

Nate Cheng exhaled. "Look, Hwang Tae-kyung I didn't know."

"I told you to move on to another girl," Tae-kyung sharply pointed out. "I told you she was taken."

"I thought you were gay!" Nate Cheng blurted out.

Tae-kyung glared, deeply pursing his lips. "Well, I'm not," he said through clenched teeth. "I like women. One woman, in fact."

"Hwang Tae-kyung listen, I realize now that Go Mi-nyeo loves you. So I'll lay off, I won't approach Go Mi-nyeo in a romantic way again," Nate Cheng sighed admitting defeat with his dignity intact. "You're very lucky, Hwang Tae-kyung."

"Well, besides having to put with her Oppa," Tae-kyung's lips curved up into a smile, regardless of his current company. "I guess… Yes. Yes, I am."

Nate Cheng bowed, turning to leave but then paused, awkwardly grinning. "Oh yes, if some flowers are delivered here for Go Mi-nyeo," he waved his hand, "just ignore them."

"WHAT?" Tae-kyung barked out at Nate Cheng's retreating form. He slammed the door, grinding his teeth. He would throw darts at a poster of Nate Cheng later, right now he had another pest he needed to deal with.

"You!"

Go Mi-nam looked up from his laptop to see Tae-kyung pointing at him from across the room.

"Follow me," Tae-kyung demanded with a flick of his wrist.

Tae-kyung walked down the hallway with Mi-nam behind him. He wanted a room they could talk in privately, somewhere they wouldn't be interrupted. He decided on the storeroom where there were piles of stuff animals and tokens collected over the years from fans. It is where he had found the necessary parts to create the pig-rabbit doll.

As Tae-kyung shut the door, Mi-nam looked around eyeing all the stuff animals on the floor. "What? Are we going to have a gay make out session surrounded by stuffed animals?" Mi-nam crossed his arms. "Why did you bring me here, Hwang Tae-kyung?"

Tae-kyung raised his hand, pointing his finger at Mi-nam's face. "Shut up and listen, because I will not repeat myself."

Opening his mouth, Tae-kyung attempted to speak but nothing came out. He paused for a lengthy period of time, and then started fidgeting in place. This was going to be harder than he thought; he didn't even know how to begin.

After he didn't say anything, Mi-nam raised an eyebrow. "Okay, if you have nothing to say, I'm leaving."

Tae-kyung pursed his lips, glaring at Mi-nam and then he finally spoke. "At first your sister annoyed me," he sighed. "I mean she really annoyed me." He grimaced, pointing at his mouth. "She threw up in my mouth. She nearly destroyed my room, she almost killed me by feeding me shellfish and seaweed soup, she injured by back when she jumped off that moving truck, and I almost drowned because of her! I've never had so many near-death experiences in my life—"

"And the point of this conversation is?" interrupted Mi-nam.

"Go Mi-nam, you've kept bugging me over whether I like your sister, and the truth is I don't like, Go Mi-nyeo."

"You scumbag—"

"I love her."

Mi-nam blinked, completely floored by what just left Tae-kyung's mouth. He gawked at Tae-kyung, the insult he was about to say completely dying in his throat. It was safe to say Tae-kyung now held Mi-nam's undivided attention.

"I really don't know how or when it happened," explained Tae-kyung. "Somehow she became my best friend and I fell in love before I knew it. I know I don't deserve her, but I can't live without her. I maybe her star, but she's my universe. I'm not going to toss her aside, Go Mi-nam."

For a long while, Mi-nam just stared at Tae-kyung and then slowly his lips curved up, and for the first time he smiled in Tae-kyung's presence. "I think I understand now what my sister sees in you."

Tae-kyung crossed his arms smugly. "Good." He pursed his lips. "Now get off my back about it! And if you repeat that to anyone I will make Go Mi-nyeo an only child as in you will be dead!"

Mi-nam sighed. "Great, does this mean we're going to be brother-in-laws?"

Tae-kyung's eyes went wide as he gulped, his cheeks turning red.

Mi-nam started laughing. "You're not as bad as I thought, Hwang Tae-kyung."

Tae-kyung glared at him then reached for the doorknob, turning it. "I know," he said.

Mi-nam looked at him as they walked out of the storeroom. "This is the part where you say something nice back to me."

Tae-kyung smirked at him. "I know."

"Hey!" Mi-nam exclaimed. "I take that back!" he suddenly halted with Tae-kyung when he saw President Ahn standing in the hallway staring back at them in shock.

President Ahn looked between them. "I was just dropping off some…. Did you two just walk out of that closet together?"

Tae-kyung and Mi-nam glanced at each other anxiously. "We were just having some manly conversation," said Tae-kyung.

"In a closet?"

"First of all, it's a storeroom," said Tae-kyung pointing at the door they had just exited. "And second, yes in a storeroom. It's a free world I can have a conversation underneath a piano if I want!"

Taking a step closer, President Ahn looked at Tae-kyung with a peculiar expression. "Tae-kyung, you kind of look like you're blushing."

Mi-nam came behind Tae-kyung patting him on the back. "That's just because he's a little embarrassed. He was just asking for my permission to marry my sister."

This only proved to turn Tae-kyung even redder.

"Really, Tae-kyung?" President Ahn exclaimed. "You're going to propose to Go Mi-nyeo? So soon?"

"N-no!" Tae-kyung shouted jerking away from Mi-nam. "I…I…mean maybe…someday…..Aish! I'm not explaining anything anymore to anyone!" he snapped then charged down the hallway.

"Hey! Hwang Tae-kyung! Wait up!" Mi-nam ran after him. "What did you mean by when she jumped off that moving truck? That was a joke, right?"

A week later, ANJELL was preparing to put on another concert. Tae-kyung sat back in his make-up chair wearing his outfit for the first song. Jeremy was thumping his drumsticks against the tiny sofa in the room as he hummed the verses to Promise and Shin-woo was straightening his bowtie against his collar.

They were already to put on a show, just waiting for the crew to put some last final touches on the stage and for the fans to start filling up the arena.

Shin-woo sighed, looking to Jeremy and Tae-kyung. "I can't believe so much has changed since we first became a group. I definitely never would have guessed that bringing Go Mi-nam on would alter our lives so much."

"Yeah, meeting Noona changed our lives for the better, I think!" Jeremy glanced over at Tae-kyung. "I was beginning to worry a little that Tae-kyung hyung was never going to get a girlfriend. But it turns out he was the first to get one!"

Tae-kyung whirled around in his chair. "What do you mean by that, Jeremy?"

Jeremy flinched, shaking his head. "Oh, nothing hyung! It's just…it's just…well, you're a little picky."

Shin-woo bit his lip, trying to hold in a laugh. "It's a good thing, Go Mi-nyeo is one of a kind, then." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, Tae-kyung I was wondering what did you say to Go Mi-nam? I've noticed how he hasn't been bothering you about Go Mi-nyeo lately."

"I didn't say anything to him," Tae-kyung said tensely. "Where would you get the idea that I said anything to him?"

Shin-woo raised his eyes. "Nowhere, Tae-kyung. It's just an expression."

The door to the dressing room opened as Mi-nam poked his head in. "Hey, Hwang Tae-kyung can I see you for a minute?"

Out in the hallway Mi-nam stood across from Tae-kyung, and then he bowed his head towards him.

"I just wanted to say thank you, Hwang Tae-kyung for proving yourself to me. I respect that." Mi-nam lifted his head, showing a smirk on his face. "You're okay, Hwang Tae-kyung…but I still can't stand you."

Tae-kyung stood not looking offended by this. "I feel the same way about you, Go Mi-nam."

"Good. So, we understand each other?"

Tae-kyung nodded. "I think we do."

They both stood in the hallway for a moment, until their attention was turned to Go Mi-nyeo as she came running down the hallway towards them with an ANJELL backstage pass around her neck.

Tae-kyung understood.

He understood that Mi-nam couldn't stand the way he did some things, just how he couldn't stand many of Mi-nam's habits. But Mi-nam seemed to accept him. He accepted that his sister loved Tae-kyung and that he could trust him with his sister. They would probably never agree on anything, but there was one thing they had in common. They both loved that girl running towards them.

In the end, that's all that needed to be understood.

"Oppa! Hyung-nim!" Mi-nyeo cried out once she reached them. "The arena is really starting to fill up! I can't wait until the concert starts!"

Mi-nam swung his arm around Mi-nyeo's shoulders. "Little sister, you're just the person I wanted to see," he said giving Tae-kyung a look. "I have something to tell you."

Mi-nyeo looked to her brother. "Oh, what is it, Oppa?"

Leaning down just a tad, Mi-nam got close and started whispering something into her ear. Tae-kyung watched on in curiosity as Mi-nyeo gasped, her eyes growing wide as they began to water. What on earth could Mi-nam be telling his sister that would cause this reaction?

Mi-nyeo turned her glazed eyes to Tae-kyung, staring at him in wonder. "Hyung-nim, did…did you really say all that?"

Tae-kyung arched his eyebrow at her, and then turned his eyes to Mi-nam as an uneasy feeling began churning in his stomach. "Say what?"

"Am I really your universe?"

Tae-kyung sucked in a sharp breath of air, his eyes bulging and then narrowing drastically as he glared grimly at Mi-nam. "You!" he spat. "I told you not to repeat that to anyone!"

Mi-nam smirked at him, shrugging his shoulders innocently. "But Hwang Tae-kyung, Mi-nyeo isn't just anyone." He tilted his head, his lips trembling with silent laugher. "I mean she is your universe, right?" he said smiling cheekily.

Tae-kyung gazed at Mi-nam with a piercing stare, clenching his fists. "You…you…," as Tae-kyung's rage boiled, Mi-nam took this moment to make his escape down the hall. "Yeah, you better run, Go Mi-nam! I'm going to freaking kill you!"

Taking a step forward, Tae-kyung was ready to hunt down Mi-nam, but found he couldn't move when he glanced down to see Mi-nyeo with her arms wrapped around him. "Hyung-nim, no!" Mi-nyeo cried out holding him in front like an anchor. "He's my Oppa!"

"I don't care! He's a dead Oppa! Go Mi-nyeo, let me go! I'm going to strangle him!" Tae-kyung struggled against her hold, twisting, pushing and tugging to break free. "Pig-rabbit, I said let go! Geeze, you have a tight grip! Let me—," he was silenced by Mi-nyeo grasping the back of his neck and pulling him forward towards her lips.

"Mmmphf," were the incoherent words that slipped from Tae-kyung's mouth as he found his lips pressed against hers. He stood stunned, his eyes wide open. Then as his brain thawed from its shock, he began to feel the tantalizing softness of her lips and his eyelids drowsy closed giving into the kiss. He embraced her, slowly encircling his arms around the curve of her waist. Anger was a quickly fading memory at the back of his mind as he felt her lips moving against his sending his heart soaring. Why had he even been angry? He kissed her back, firmly caressing her mouth. It didn't matter now.

When the kiss ended, Tae-kyung slowly straightened up in a dazed state, and then he blinked staring down speechlessly at Mi-nyeo. Where had that come from? She had never initiated a kiss between them before.

Mi-nyeo gasped, blushing as she stared back at him. She looked shocked as well by her own actions. "I…I wanted to...to distract you," she stuttered.

"Well, you distracted me." He wouldn't mind being distracted more often by her.

"ANJELL you have five minutes to get on stage!" shouted one of the stage assistants.

Tae-kyung looked down the hall and then turned to Mi-nyeo, smiling shyly. "I'll see you after the concert." Mi-nyeo nodded, smiling back.

After all the songs were sung, the autographs signed, and the screaming, crying fans were sent home. There was only Tae-kyung and Mi-nyeo walking through the park as the moon floated, suspended in the night sky and the sidewalks were bathed in the light of the lampposts.

They were alone, there were no unplanned double-dates, no pretty boy actors, no janitor disguised reporters, no crazed fans, or annoying brothers. The only thing that was between them were their hands, intertwined.

With one hand clasped with his, Mi-nyeo raised her hand to stare at the white gold band around her finger, her ring of Saturn. Her eyes dropped to her neck to look at her star necklace. They were both precious to her, given to her by her first and only love.

"Pig-rabbit, what are you doing?"

Mi-nyeo glanced up at Tae-kyung beside her. "Oh, I was just looking at my star, hyung-nim."

"I'm right here, you only need to look at that necklace when I'm not," said Tae-kyung.

Mi-nyeo smiled, moving closer to his warmth. "I know you're here." She then tilted her head at a curious angle. "Hyung-nim, is it true?"

Tae-kyung looked down at her, pausing in his footing. "Is what true?"

"What Oppa said."

Gripping her hand more firmly as he tensed up, Tae-kyung started turning red and quickly averted his eyes to the side. "I don't know…," he shrugged his shoulders. "Err….I…um…maybe…yes," he said in a jumble of words.

Mi-nyeo beamed at him. "Hyung-nim, I didn't know a moon could become a universe!"

Tae-kyung pulled his hand away from hers, crossing his arms. "Arrogant much, pig-rabbit?" he scoffed, peering at her from the side, pursing his lips. "You're going to be unbearable now."

Mi-nyeo pouted, but then her lips curved giddily as she smiled. "Don't worry, hyung-nim! This universe will always only spin for you."

Tae-kyung barked out a dry laugh and then he turned to her as his pursing lips turned into a mischievous smirk. "Oh, you will only spin for me, huh?" He wiggled his eyebrows, clearly up to no good. "Well, pig-rabbit let's see how fast you can spin."

Mi-nyeo barely had enough time to utter, "W-what?" before she was lifted off the ground, cradled in his arms with her legs dangling above the grass. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and that's when Tae-kyung started spinning around in circles.

"H-Hyung-nim! Let me down! Hyung-nim!" she pouted as the park became a blur of twirling colors. Tae-kyung began laughing uncontrollably, with his eyes squinted and a smile brimming with endless joy. "Hyung-nim, I'm…I'm getting dizzy! Hyun…," the rest of her words were lost in laughter, as she started laughing herself, smiling up at him.

Their laughter mingled together into the night forming a melody that reached the heavens. The stars up above twinkled back at them, smiling and laughing as they bore witnesses to the beautiful sight of love.

Please review! Thank you, writetress :) Next will be the special bonus episode or otherwise known as the Epilogue of the story.