The Maknae.

Chapter 1: "What is love?"

"Yixing Hyung! Yixing Hyung!" Over and over again did Jongdae try to catch Yixing's attention. The composer was still focused on the blank music sheet in front of him. His eyebrows were furrowed and his hands were clenched.

"Why can't I come up with anything today!?" Frustrated, Yixing grabbed the sheet and tossed it in the air behind him. His heavy breaths echoed in the room, the room occupied by the two.

"Hyung?" Jongdae carefully placed a hand on Yixing's tensed shoulder. "Yes Jongdae?" Yixing faced the boy slowly. "They're calling you for lunch back at the main room." Jongdae spoke with a calm tone.

"I'm coming." Yixing bent down to pick up his crumpled sheets, which he angrily shoved into his folder. Slamming the piano top down, Yixing faced the door way and began walking. Jongdae simply watched him, too scared to follow. "If you're not eating your food, I am." Yixing's familiar cheeky smirk was visible at this point.

"Hyung!" Jongdae ran after the older boy as they raced to the common room. They arrived just in time to interrupt Chayeol and Bakehyun's aegyo video. Filming this was Jongin, who was biting back his laughter fits.

"Yah, you guys! Lunch's already ready!" Kyungsoo's voice boomed from the dining table. "Hyung! I'm sitting there! That's my seat!" Sehun helplessly shook the chair Minseok was occupying. After a few more useless attempts, Minseok sighed and hopped off the seat.

"Yay!" Sehun climbed into the chair with a smile and looked to his left where Luhan was poking his own food. "What's wrong Hyung?" Sehun questioned the boy.

"I'm not hungry." Luhan's pout came out as he huffed. He took a sip of water and continued glaring at his food. "Come on Hyung! You've got to eat something." Sehun furrowed his eyebrows and picked up the other's utensils. He shoved them into Luhan's meal and picked up a piece of food he didn't quite recognize. However he still looked at Luhan with the fork still in his hand. "Hyung." Sehun called and Luhan's gaze met his with no clear expression. "Hyung, open your mouth," Sehun ordered since the food was getting colder as they spoke.

Without another word Luhan's lips parted ever so slightly. After sighing a rather long sigh, Sehun shoved the fork into Luhan's mouth and pulled it out once the food fell into the warmth of his hyung's mouth. "Chew Hyung, chew!" Sehun placed the fork back down on Luhan's plate and stared with sharp eyes.

Luhan chewed at a normal pace yet his expression stayed blank. Her turned to face his food once again. It was quiet at the table since everyone was busy enjoying their own meal. Luhan stared at the food for a few more seconds and Sehun stared at him. Luhan glared once more at it, "YAH! I don't want to eat! Tell manager-hyung that I'm going for a walk."

The members watched Luhan take his leave, silently. Sehun however angrily stood up and walked after Luhan. How hard was it for Luhan to co-operate at times? Didn't Luhan see how hard he was trying? "Uh, no. Hyung, you cannot leave this room until you've finished your meal." Luhan stopped dead on his tracks and Sehun waited behind him. Turning around with fury Luhan immediately yelled, "You have no right to order me Sehun. If I want to leave, I can. You can't just act all bratty all the time and believe me to put up with it, you selfish little ass!"

There was a huge pause and a shuffling of feet. Sehun's eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock. Gently, Zitao tried to pull him back to the dining table. He rested a hand on Sehun's shoulder, which Sehun angrily shook off.

"Fine! If you want to leave then leave! Leave and don't ever come back!" Sehun bit his lower lip knowing his voice would crack if he went on to say more. How could Luhan just have said that to him? Was he really a brat? Did the Luhan he knew, the Luhan he loved, just accuse him of being selfish? Was he really?