Super Mario and Kirby pause in mid-air, oncoming fists and kicks shining with visual ka-pow and Onew hisses in pain as Taemin blocks the tv, bright tangerine skinny jeans demanding attention.

"Taemin," the contender calls. "Move, please?" Onew keeps his gaze on the jeans, waiting for the moment to press start once again. But Taemin remains rooted, mouth agape as he soundlessly makes words.

Sighing, brotherly eyes meet the widened pair and the former furrows his brows. "...Taemin?"

".....I....they....Key....weird...."

"Wha? Key? What's wrong with Key?"

Innocent fingers raise to touch his lips.

"K-K....Kissing.... Jonghyun....kissing Key."

The glaze dissipates from the boy's eyes, and he looks to Onew, seeking an answer for what he had just witnessed. His hyung gives a small "oh" before looking back down to the jeans, wishing he could see past the fabric and legs.

"That's normal. God, you looked like you saw an alien or something."