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Donghae woke up at the sound of the doorknob turning and moving. He lifted his head, wondering what is making that sound. Suddenly, the door flung opened, and the manager saw Kibum and Donghae with their arms around each other. The manager and Yungwoon were shocked, and so were Donghae and Kibum. Then Yungwoon pointed his finger at the two kids, then said, "Daddy, are they gay?" suddenly, all eyes went towards the 5 year old child, then the manager asked, "Well, care to say anything for yourselves?" Donghae and Kibum looked at each other, shrugged, then Kibum said, "No, sir. There is nothing that we have to say." The manager nodded, looked at his child, Kibum looked at the manager, and Donghae looked at Kibum, and the whole area went in silence.

"You are a role model, Donghae! A role model!" the manager said, then hearing Yungwoon in the computer room, shouting that he didn't win the game. Donghae was about to argue back, when Kibum interrupted, "Sir, please don't blame him. Please." the manager threw his eyes (not literally!) at Kibum. "It's my fault, sir. Please lay any consequence to me, just as long as you let Donghae be." Kibum looked back at Donghae with a determined look, but Donghae was shaking his head, whispering, "Don't do it." The manager said, "Okay then. Did you say ANY consequence?" Kibum nodded, protecting Donghae from getting in trouble and getting his fame in jeopardy. The manager nodded, then continued, "Then you can never see Donghae again." Donghae quickly faced his manager, in shock. "What?" Donghae asked. Donghae got on his knees, pleading, "Please, hyung. Please, anything but that!" The manager was furious, standing on his feet, saying, "No, Donghae. This is for your own good." The manager looked back at weeping Kibum, saying, "I'll get you a taxi to drop you off at your house, and the only time you may see Donghae is on television. Do you understand?" Kibum dropped a tear on his right eye, saying, "Yes sir. I understand." The manager nodded, "Good. End of discussion. Donghae, get off of your knees." the manager left the room, and went into his office, slamming his door.

Kibum threw his whole self on the bed, crying his heart out. "I'm sorry hyung. I didn't want this to happen to YOU." Kibum said, wiping his tears off. Donghae was walking back and forth, saying, "You should have let me get a consequence! Why did you have to take it all? Now I will never see you again." Donghae threw himself on the floor, crying. "Now I'll never see you again!" Kibum replied, "I didn't want anything to happen to you, hyung. It's a choice I made, and I'm sticking with it." Kibum took his bags, and got ready to leave. But Donghae was holding onto his leg, "Don't leave! Please don't. I'll do anything!" Kibum looked back at Donghae, and started to cry. But he had to hurry, so he gently held onto Donghae's arms, and made him let go. Donghae let go, but he was laying on the floor, watching Kibum leave. Kibum took one last look at Donghae, then walked out of the suite room. Kibum sniffled, and went in the taxi.

Since then, Donghae hasn't spoken to the manager, even if he had to. He just nodded his head, or shook his head. He didn't say a word. However, as bad of a moment this is for Donghae, the manager felt no guilt whatsoever, which made Donghae furious. The manager said, "Donghae, you need to talk. You haven't said a word in the meeting yesterday." "I don't care! I have nobody else to talk to, but Kibum." Donghae said, pouting. "Oh, that's right. I can't talk to him! All because of what you told him to do! Now I can never see him again!" Donghae got up from the table, then stomped into his room.

Kibum has returned back to his regular schedule, making breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and doing his homework. Kibum stopped his stalking ways, but he still kept the pictures of Donghae he took when he was around him. He was looking through the pictures one day, then he saw a picture that he and Donghae took together. Tears swelled up, and dropped on the picture, slowly sliding down and leaving a wet trail on the picture. Hyung, he's better off without me. He thought. He sniffled, and stuck the picture in his diary book. @

To be continued heart