Follow Your Heart

This is the real you and this is the real me.

"So, that's when Minhyuk comes in, spinning beautifully and amazing every single person on the theatre," Shinhyuk finishes telling, opening his arms as if he's putting an end to a very important show, Minhyuk doesn't even pretend he isn't enjoying the attention; instead, he smiles brightly, leaning back against the couch of Shinhyuk's living room and taking in every compliment he gets.

"I think we should hang out this weekend," Doosik starts, and, to Minhyuk's surprise, instead of brightening up with happiness, Yeongjae freezes and widens his eyes at him. It feels like a warning, but Doosik clearly doesn't take the hint as he proceeds, "You know, do something fun. For the sake of the group."

"I don't think that's a good idea," argues Shinhyuk-whose eyes also look concerned about Doosik's words, "We should all just stay home. Stay home and sleep."

Before Doosik gets the chance to answer that, Minhyuk whines in complaint, "Oh, come on. I thought we were going laser tagging this weekend. It would have been so much fun. Please, Shin-hyung, do not ruin this for me. It's been ages since I've played laser-"

"Wait, wait, wait," Kyung requests, raising his arms and staring at his friends, each one of them for a few seconds longer than necessary, making sure that he's been listening to things well and that he didn't just imagine Minhyuk's entire phrase, "You guys were going laser tagging and you didn't invite me?"

"It's not that big of a deal," Minhyuk says, rolling his eyes at the glare Kyung sends him, "It's not like you're ever invited to anything."

Kyung blinks, staring at him in disbelief, and lets out a humorless laugh that thickens the atmosphere around them even more, "Excuse me? I am literally always invited. You are the one who's never invited."

Minhyuk frowns, "Shin-hyung, where are you going?"

Shinhyuk freezes, standing a few feet away from the rest of the group. It's evident that he was trying to sneak out of the room.

Doosik clears his throat, drawing all the eyes to him for a second as he looks down at the watch on his wrist and lets out a very dramatic exclamation of disappointment, "Well, that's just terrible. I have stuff to do. I should probably get going before anyone calls me out on, you know, not doing what I have to do."

"Now that you mentioned it" starts Sanha, smiling at him, "I think Joon and I had plans as well. Didn't we, baby?"

A few moments later, Yeongjae sighs, shoulders dropping as he shakes his head, "This is ridiculous, guys. We should just tell them. They're not going to kill us."

"Kill you for what?" Kyung asks, squinting.

"Oh," Minhyuk's eyes widen, "Don't tell us you have clones and one out of the two of us is only friends with the clones and not the real you."

That causes Kyung to squint at him, "Do you ever say anything sensible? And, by the way, if that is the truth, please tell me Minhyuk is friends with the fake ones and I'm friends with the real ones."

"See? You guys see that?" Yeongjae asks, sounding so exasperated it surprises everyone in the room. Doosik opens his mouth to try and say something, probably a quick phrase that might lessen the tension, but Yeongjae proceeds as if he didn't notice it, "We tried and tried, but you can't stand each other enough not to bicker if you're in the same room for five minutes. We gave you all the chances and you blew every single of them. We had to make a decision. We could either stop hanging out with both of you, once and for all, or start hanging out with the two of you separately."

"Yeah, that's why we became so surprisingly busy lately," completes Shinhyuk stroking Yeongjae's arms in a quiet gesture of support, "Because you guys like hanging out so much and we always have to make sure there's time enough for both of you. Minhyuk, laser tagging was supposed to be something we'd do with you, and Kyung, the day after is the day we promised we'd go to that art museum with you."