What Ilhoon wants, Ilhoon gets.

No hassle, no effort. A mystery for him but who cares. Well, somebody will get on the bottom of this soon.


“Hyung, I want some Haagen Dazs.” Ilhoon pouted towards Peniel, and hugged his precious green iGuy.

“I just to have to finish this with Sungjae~” Peniel looked at him, then to his mobile phone that just went off.  Peniel quickly stood up and pulled Sungjae with him, ears getting red. “Araseo, I’ll get you a pint. I’ll be back soon Ilhoonie.”

“Hyung, what the~?” Sungjae was confused but when his phone went off and after seeing the message content, he smiled sweetly towards Ilhoon. “I’ll get you bags of chocolates too.”

Sungjae followed Peniel out their dorm, leaving Ilhoon with a satisfied smile.


Changseob’s most priced possession for now would be his Louis Vuitton belt but Ilhoon had been eyeing the belt since he laid eyes on it.  

Ilhoon was just checking the quality of the belt when Changseob grabbed it from his hands, shaking his head. Ihoon pouted, blinking his eyes like a five-year old would do.

The older member got a mysterious call.

Ilhoon have been wearing the belt since then.


Ilhoon was playing the provided camera for their MTV Diary cover. Since he’s alone in the crammed piano room , he decided to shoot his favorite gadget, the iPad protected with an iGuy. He loves it, that green thing cover, soft and jellied. Sometimes he imagines it moves to even do the tapping for him.

And it just did.

Ilhoon blinked his eyes, twice, thrice. It’s still moving and was actually surfing the web on his iPad. What the F*?

Somebody then opened the door and he accidentally – half purposely shut the video camera off.

“Oi, Hyunsik-hyung, what’s up?” Ilhoon said, hiding his iPad even though he was scared to touch it.

“Ilhoonie~ I was looking for that camera, we need to pass some videos in an hour.” Hyunsik smiled his eye smile.

Ilhoon smiled too and handed him the video camera and hid his iPad inside his bag. His heart was beating so fast and he can feel beads of sweat on his face.

“You okay?” Hyunsik asked concerned. Ilhoon just nodded and excused himself out.


“Where’s Ilhoon?” Eunkwang asked the group when he got in their ‘chill-out’ room, followed by Minhyuk. All of the members were inside aside from Ilhoon.

“Nowhere to be found.” Hyunsik answered, “He kind of ran away after he handed me this broken video camera.”

“Good.” Eunkwang took a seat beside Peniel who’s looking on his phone disturbed, and so were the other boys except Hyunsik who was trying to fix the small screen slightly detached from the camera.

“Broken camera deducted from our paycheck is good?” Hyunsik raised an eyebrow but didn’t bother looking at their leader.

“I mean Ilhoon not here is good.” Eunkwang clapped his hand. “We have to talk.” He’s got everyone’s attention.

“We’re a group and we should always support one another, right?” Eunkwang started and the rest nodded.

“We got each other’s back, right?” They still nodded.

“Not a lot of secrets in between , right?”

“Just get to the point Eunkwang!” Sungjae said irritably.

Their leader let out a sigh, “So, who has been receiving text messages or videos from an unknown source and all comes down on granting Ilhoon’s wishes?”

Everyone raised their hands except Hyunsik.

“What? What’s happening?” Hyunsik asked, eyebrows meeting.

Minhyuk explained the weirdest situation and told his piece. “I’m not sure where they got that but me kissing that girl was really in a secluded private area.” And the rest told theirs as well.

“So, is this a blackmailing thing?” Hyunsik continued to probe.

“Most likely but Ilhoon cannot follow us all the time or even get those shots from a distance ~argh.” Peniel slumped his body back on the couch. “So, you’re still safe Hyunsik-hyung?”

“I-I guess so?” He answered. “Are those really hard core black-mailing stuffs?”

“Enough for millions of anti-fans or suspension.” Eunkwang smiled tiredly.

Hyusnsik whistled and stood up quickly, “He was a bit bothered earlier, I don’t know but maybe he was able to record something in this cam?”

They all waited for Hyunsik to set it up…and as soon as they finished watching the video, open mouthed, Hyunsik received his  video message.


It’s bizarre and scary. That’s how they define the situation they are in and the only way to end it would be destroying that Green Monster.

"And I thought it was all because of my aegyo that they givin' me what I want~"  Ilhoon rolled on his bed. He had a long day on it, watching his iPad work and the iGuy’s jelly hands guiding it on some details, cameras’ from all over Seoul following the other BtoB members movement. He’s amazed and terrified at the same time. It felt like that movie Eagle Eye… and before he closed his eyes to completely sleep he saw a video message sent to Hyunsik’s number. The video was really a private one.


The other 6 were now just outside the room, waiting for Ilhoon to sleep. They didn’t want to tell him their plans just incase he didn’t want to give up his iPad, it’s not that they don’t trust him~ they just don’t trust the green one.

As planned, Sungjae and Peniel held Ilhoon down as Eunkwang took the iPad, Minhyuk and Hyunsik ready to smash it. And as if it was really alive it flashed a page on the screen before the latter two got a chance to totally throw it on the floor and step on it.

Then all their mobile phones went off, receiving the same message the iPad flashed before it finally died down: Check the Web, your secrets out.

They all scrambled to get their own gadgets to check the internet, not satisfied with the phone only. Indeed, all their deep secrets were out and Ilhoon was the only one saved from this chaos.


Ilhoon woke up panting, he just had a bad dream. His iPad and it’s cover dominating their lives. He laughed at himself, picked up his green gadget bestfriend and turned it on. He turned it off before going to sleep for no reason. He then stood up to go to the bathroom, leaving the iPad…w/c was buffering something…

…on its own.

They took a bow, waved goodbyes, and headed out. It’s been a long tiring day of performances and the manager already called it a day.

But his was just starting. No time to rest for he found his next victim.


She was there looking up from the crowd, cheering with the rest, calling out the band’s name crazily. She was holding a “PenJae” banner and was trying to be noticed by her biases.

But it was Changsub who saw her, from his peripheral view she caught his attention. Of course, Changsub ignored her, only taking glimpse to memorize her features and take her smell from the crowd. It wasn’t that hard. She’s plain looking but her scent was unique with a mix of fear and doubt. Changsub likes that.


He ignored the other members’ in the car, chalking for sleepy. He opened the window, not wanting to lose her scent ~he smiled; she’s not too far away.

And as soon as they got home and the lights were off, Peniel sending his last tweet for the fans, he got ready. It was effortless and swift, just like any other night he had been out their dorm. He needs no disguise, a cap and a hooded jacket would do.


He got in the house as if the walls were water, her scent getting stronger as he gets closer. His blood pumping up as he glides nearer.

 She was already asleep, snoring lightly with the buzz of the air-conditioner. He watched her closely first, the rise and fall of her chest, the slight tweaks of her eyes. He looked around her room, his eyes scanning quickly. A fangirl no doubt, banners and light sticks from earlier were scattered on her study table while her books were everywhere on the floor. He then took a step, kneeled on one knee to pick up a fancy notebook. A diary.

He flipped the pages, looking for something that will make him less guilty, probably. He read it, an entry of desperation and cries for help.  The last one was about today, was all about PenJae and…him? An interesting journal entry about him being confusing.

He snickered.

He brought the diary with him and stood on the side of her bed. She was mumbling incoherent words, eyebrows meeting in between but was still in deep sleep. He crouched a little, face an inch away from her.

“Lemme take away your pain.” He whispered before placing a thumb on her chin and taking her lips on his.


Changsub had a good sleep, full and energized. A week without feeding was like a lifetime of fasting. He didn’t dwell much about what he did again. He needed it as much as he wanted it. And it’s for the greater good if he wanted to think about it that way.

“Yah, hyung. You had a good sleep?” Sungjae passed him a cup of coffee. “You look like you just had a good time~ if you know what I mean.” There was deep laugh after that.

“You kid!” Changsub had him on a head lock, “I’m just feeling so alive right now.”

“Good for you then.” Sungjae smiled, “Unlike that girl on the news who died last night. She was embracing her diary and it was like her soul was just sucked out of her, no signs of suicide but her entries said it all.”

“Oh, sad.” He took a sip of his coffee.

Sungjae pouted, “It’s just creepy she had PenJae signs all over her room, she could have been there last night.”

Changsub nodded solemnly but hid his smirk behind his cup of coffee.


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