5 times kyujong made good use of a videocamera
5 times Kyujong made good use of a videocamera
OT5, Hyunjoong/Youngsaeng (hinted)
2130 words
Kyujong has a new videocamera.
For the SS501-athon :)
5 times kyujong made good use of a videocamera
(1)
Kyujong has a new videocamera.
He takes it everywhere he goes, slinging it around his neck, the black strap clashing against the smooth, pale skin of his neck.
"That's nice," Hyunjoong notes when he sees it. "Reminds me of the one I had when I was really young."
Kyujong zooms in on Hyunjoong's lips as the leader speaks, then turns the camera to Jungmin when he rolls his eyes.
"I don't think videocams were even out at that time, hyung," Jungmin says, seeing through Hyunjoong's 237498165987219431st nonsensical statement. He makes a peace sign when he realises that Kyujong is filming him.
Hyungjun laughs, exchanging high-fives with Jungmin and grinning at the camera with his arm around Jungmin's shoulder.
Kyujong walks over to sit beside Youngsaeng on the piano chair, ignoring the commotion over at the couch that is caused by SS501's leader attacking the two youngest members.
Youngsaeng smiles prettily, looking at the camera even as his fingers dance over the piano keys, the melody flowing around their living room. When Kyujong turns the camera towards the three members scuffling around on the couch, the Minjun couple immediately clamber onto Hyunjoong, pinning him face-down on a neon-orange cushion, then raise their hands up in victory to the camera.
Hyunjoong bucks as he tries to get up. "Hey, we have a new horse!" Hyungjun says in amusement, turning towards Jungmin. "Is he your friend?"
Jungmin swats Hyungjun's shoulder, who jerks away and promptly falls off the couch. With one less extra weight, Hyunjoong successfully manages to throw Jungmin off and grins, sitting up to tidy up his messy hair.
When he glances down at the floor, his eyes are wide. Youngsaeng stops playing the piano, gaping at the floor. Kyujong hops off the piano chair and zooms in on Hyungjun and Jungmin's lips melded together in a kiss.
(2)
They are backstage, exhausted after four straight hours of singing and dancing and smiling for the fans.
"I'll miss this," Kyujong says. Today was their final destination for their month-long concert tour, and he's sure he will miss performing in front of a few thousand fangirls cheering for them, although his throat kind of hurts and his head is starting to throb a little.
Hyungjun makes a non-commital noise of agreement, wincing as he stretches tired muscles. "I get what you mean," he tells Kyujong as he walks around the dressing room searching for something. "It was great. Even though now I feel like I'm going to collapse any moment." He finds what he was looking for (a bottle of mineral water), and drinks half the bottle in one gulp.
Jungmin bursts into the dressing room, eyes bright with amusement. He runs to Kyujong, who is standing there shell-shocked as Jungmin grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him excitedly. "Hyung, hyung!" He says, gesticulating wildly. "Where's your videocamera!"
Kyujong blinks, then points at his bag lying on the table. Jungmin immediately lets go of him, rushing to Kyujong's bag and emptying the contents out roughly (Be careful, Kyujong wants to say, but Jungmin has already grabbed the videocamera and skipped out of the room).
Hyungjun's bottle is still at his lips as he stares at the space where Jungmin was at, as if Jungmin had suddenly been beamed up through the ceiling by an alien spaceship. He slowly lowers his hand. "What the hell was that?"
Kyujong shrugs, too used to Jungmin's crazy antics. He goes back to changing out from his concert outfit into his favourite shirt and soft jeans, slipping his feet into comfortable sneakers.
When Jungmin appears back in the dressing room again, he is being chased by an enraged Hyunjoong. "Delete it!" Hyunjoon yells, making a grab for Jungmin, who darts away and takes cover behind a confused Hyungjun.
"What?" Hyungjun demands.
"That," Hyunjoong says angrily, eyes sparkling with fury. "That idiot! Kill him please!"
Hyungjun raises his eyebrows. "Why?" He wants to know.
Hyunjoong racks his brain for something to anger Hyungjun with. "Remember that day when you couldn't find your favourite chips?"
Hyungjun leans forward, suddenly interested. "You know who ate them?" He asks excitedly.
Hyunjoong points at Jungmin, who immediately escapes from his previous hiding place and instead leaps onto Kyujong, wrapping arms and legs around him.
"He's just pissed because I filmed him and Youngsaeng-hyung kissing on Kyu-hyung's videocam!" Jungmin yelps as Hyungjun advances, expression dangerous.
Hyungjun pauses. Three pairs of eyes focus on their leader.
"Don't believe him!" Hyunjoong pleads desperately, backing away until he collides into the wall. "Park Jungmin you liar!"
Jungmin hooks Kyujong's videocamera back around Kyujong's neck. "The evidence is all in there," he says proudly, then clambers back off Kyujong's back, satisfied that Hyungjun is not going to kill him then and there.
Hyungjun and Kyujong's heads press close together as they watch the scene unfold on Kyujong's videocamera's screen. Jungmin folds his arms and grins at an irate Hyunjoong.
Youngsaeng is thoroughly confused when he is embraced by the three youngest members of the group, accompanied with coos of "awwwww our Saengie-hyung is all grown up~" and "you're the man, hyung!", the moment he steps into the dressing room.
(3)
"I'm sick of that thing already," Hyunjoong grumbles when he sees Kyujong's videocamera up and about again.
"Still irritated by the HyunSaeng kiss incident, I see." Jungmin sing-songs. Youngsaeng flushes, cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink. Kyujong smiles behind his videocam.
Hyunjoong shoots the group's resident horse a glare. "Don't forget, the MinJun kiss is in that lousy piece of equipment, too." He reminds Jungmin.
Kyujong flinches as Jungmin turns his scary stare on his prized possession. "Cam has feelings, you know," he says to Hyunjoong irritably. "Don't insult him in front of his face."
Hyunjoong rolls his eyes as he sprinkles a third packet of sugar over his buttered toast. "Stupid camera," he mutters under his breath.
Kyujong ignores his leader, turning to Jungmin instead. "Where's the magnae?"
"Bathroom," Jungmin says. A wicked grin starts to form on his face and he turns his mega-watt smile on Kyujong's videocamera.
"You're not going to -"
"Come on, don't you want to see how he looks like when he's naked? He never shows us his naked self!"
"If somehow this is leaked onto the internet -"
"The MinJun and HyunSaeng kisses are already enough to doom us all."
"Won't the door be locked anyway?"
"I told him to leave it unlocked because we might need to use it one last time before leaving."
Hyunjoong sighs, unable to outwit Jungmin. "Fine, fine," he concedes, waving Jungmin off, who drags Kyujong along too. "Just don't zoom in on certain body parts!" He calls after them.
Youngsaeng frowns over his coffee. "Are you sure?"
"Of course not," Hyunjoong says miserably. "But what's life without a little risk-taking?"
Youngsaeng stirs his coffee thoughtfully. "Isn't this a little too risky? A lot is at stake," he says, lifting the coffee up to his mouth.
An ear-piercing shriek slices the air. Youngsaeng promptly spits out his mouthful of coffee.
Hyunjoong pretends he's not enjoying it when Jungmin and Kyujong do a victory dance in the dining room and Hyungjun's wails about invasions of privacy are loud enough to be heard from twenty miles away.
(4)
"Are you sure?" Kyujong asks, unconvinced. "You know how he gets when you even touch him. Weren't you attacked, like, ten times on Thank You For Waking Us Up?"
Hyungjun has an evil grin on his face. Kyujong shudders at its resemblance to Jungmin's.
"I slipped a sleeping pill in his milk just now," Hyungjun confesses. "He won't wake up."
As if to prove his point, he pinches Jungmin's cheeks, hard. Jungmin's eyelashes don't even flutter the slightest.
"But Hyunjoong-hyung?"
Hyungjun rolls his eyes. "Like that idiot will wake up," he says. "Besides, I'm sure he'd enjoy Jungmin-hyung's punishment."
Kyujong sighs, making a mental note to quarantine the magnae away from Jungmin. It seemed like Hyungjun had been learning a lot from Jungmin, especially wicked smiles and winning arguments.
"Okay, then," he allows.
Hyungjun flashes a bright grin at the videocamera. "Hello everyone, this is Kim Hyungjun. This is the first episode of Thank You For Making Me Up!" He says enthusiastically, and Kyujong starts to laugh.
They get to work: Kim Hyungjun, the newest make-up artist for Park Jungmin, biting his lower lip in concentration as he draws a spider on Jungmin's face, and Kim Kyujong, the cameraman, trying not to shake the videocamera too much even as he starts to giggle. Hyunjoong sleeps on throughout the entire thing, just as Hyungjun had predicted.
Hyunjoong doesn't even wake up when Jungmin's screams echo throughout the apartment.
(5)
Youngsaeng appears in the doorway in the middle of the night.
At least, Kyujong assumes it is Youngsaeng. It is pretty hard to tell since there is a very large paper bag over the person's face with two holes for the eyes.
"Saeng-hyung?" Kyujong whispers, swinging his legs over the bed and going towards the door. He doesn't bother looking back to check if they somehow had woken Hyunjoong up.
Youngsaeng nods. Kyujong places a hand on his shoulder, concerned. "Are you okay?" Kyujong questions. "Why are you wearing that... thing?"
Youngsaeng points towards Hyunjoong, then makes a heart. Kyujong blinks. "You... love Hyunjoong-hyung?"
Youngsaeng nods again. He then draws an angry smiley face (D<) in mid-air and gestures towards Hyunjoong again. "He's angry?" Kyujong asks. Youngsaeng confirms his query with another nod. Then he draws a sad face (T_T) and points at himself. "And you're sad?" Another nod.
"Oooookay," Kyujong says slowly, not sure where this is going. Why the hell would Youngsaeng wake him up in the middle of the night wearing a paper bag over his head to confess his undying love for Leader?
Youngsaeng makes a series of nonsensical gestures. Kyujong is starting to get annoyed. It's already two a.m., and they have to wake up at five a.m. later. Besides, they just went to bed half an hour ago. "Can you just talk, hyung?" He says irritably.
Youngsaeng sighs, the action making the paper bag crackle. He slips it off and makes a face at Kyujong, who ignores the pitiful look.
"So, what?" Kyujong says shortly. He knows he's getting a bit rude, but it really is Youngsaeng's fault after all.
"I want you to help me get revenge."
"On...?" Kyujong thinks he knows where this is leading. It was pretty easy to piece this puzzle up, really: Who was the one who filmed the HyunSaeng kiss? Jungmin. Who had threatened to upload the video online if Hyunjoong didn't give up his last chocolate truffle? Jungmin. Who had thrown a hissy fit and stomped off in a huff with an angry face (i.e. D<)? Hyunjoong. Who did Youngsaeng like? Hyunjoong. Who would Youngsaeng want to take revenge on? A certain horse-lookalike named Park Jungmin.
"Jungmin."
"Why would I help you?"
"Because you're my favourite dongsaeng and you love me as much as I love you."
Kyujong crosses his arms. "No can do, hyung." Youngsaeng already had gotten points knocked off for waking him up at this unholy hour of the night.
"I'll play you a song." Kyujong loved to hear Youngsaeng play the piano, and Youngsaeng knew it. Kyujong feels himself falter, but tells himself to be strong. He shakes his head sternly.
Youngsaeng taps his finger against his chin as he thinks. "I'll... make you a cupcake."
That did it. Youngsaeng's cupcakes were the best in the world. "Ten," Kyujong says demandingly. "Plus two songs."
"Deal." They linked pinkies and shook.
Which is precisely why Kyujong found himself skulking around Jungmin and Hyungjun's room with his videocamera, filming the MinJun pair in a seemingly loving embrace (in truth, it was just Youngsaeng and his wonderful skills of arranging them artistically without managing to wake either boy up).
(6)
Kyujong's videocamera spoils.
He has no idea who did it, because it could have been anyone, really. Except maybe Youngsaeng, because he looks the most innocent of them all. But then again, he's not so sure after the revenge stunt Youngsaeng had coerced him into helping him pull.
"Well," Hyunjoong says finally. They are all gathered around the coffee table to mourn Cam's death. "At least we don't have to worry about all that stuff getting leaked onto the internet."
Kyujong whirls around, jabbing a finger into Hyunjoong's muscular chest and trying to ignore the presence of the oldest member's moobs. "You!" He accuses, anger flashing in his eyes. "You were the one who killed my Cammie!"
Hyunjoong backs away, waving a hand at Kyujong. "It wasn't me!" He says desperately.
"Anyway, it was only the videocamera that spoiled, not the memory card, Leader-sshi." Jungmin says, rolling his eyes.
"Oh," Hyunjoong says stupidly.
"Besides," Jungmin continues, a slow grin spreading across his face. "I already made copies."
OT5, Hyunjoong/Youngsaeng (hinted)
2130 words
Kyujong has a new videocamera.
For the SS501-athon :)
5 times kyujong made good use of a videocamera
(1)
Kyujong has a new videocamera.
He takes it everywhere he goes, slinging it around his neck, the black strap clashing against the smooth, pale skin of his neck.
"That's nice," Hyunjoong notes when he sees it. "Reminds me of the one I had when I was really young."
Kyujong zooms in on Hyunjoong's lips as the leader speaks, then turns the camera to Jungmin when he rolls his eyes.
"I don't think videocams were even out at that time, hyung," Jungmin says, seeing through Hyunjoong's 237498165987219431st nonsensical statement. He makes a peace sign when he realises that Kyujong is filming him.
Hyungjun laughs, exchanging high-fives with Jungmin and grinning at the camera with his arm around Jungmin's shoulder.
Kyujong walks over to sit beside Youngsaeng on the piano chair, ignoring the commotion over at the couch that is caused by SS501's leader attacking the two youngest members.
Youngsaeng smiles prettily, looking at the camera even as his fingers dance over the piano keys, the melody flowing around their living room. When Kyujong turns the camera towards the three members scuffling around on the couch, the Minjun couple immediately clamber onto Hyunjoong, pinning him face-down on a neon-orange cushion, then raise their hands up in victory to the camera.
Hyunjoong bucks as he tries to get up. "Hey, we have a new horse!" Hyungjun says in amusement, turning towards Jungmin. "Is he your friend?"
Jungmin swats Hyungjun's shoulder, who jerks away and promptly falls off the couch. With one less extra weight, Hyunjoong successfully manages to throw Jungmin off and grins, sitting up to tidy up his messy hair.
When he glances down at the floor, his eyes are wide. Youngsaeng stops playing the piano, gaping at the floor. Kyujong hops off the piano chair and zooms in on Hyungjun and Jungmin's lips melded together in a kiss.
(2)
They are backstage, exhausted after four straight hours of singing and dancing and smiling for the fans.
"I'll miss this," Kyujong says. Today was their final destination for their month-long concert tour, and he's sure he will miss performing in front of a few thousand fangirls cheering for them, although his throat kind of hurts and his head is starting to throb a little.
Hyungjun makes a non-commital noise of agreement, wincing as he stretches tired muscles. "I get what you mean," he tells Kyujong as he walks around the dressing room searching for something. "It was great. Even though now I feel like I'm going to collapse any moment." He finds what he was looking for (a bottle of mineral water), and drinks half the bottle in one gulp.
Jungmin bursts into the dressing room, eyes bright with amusement. He runs to Kyujong, who is standing there shell-shocked as Jungmin grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him excitedly. "Hyung, hyung!" He says, gesticulating wildly. "Where's your videocamera!"
Kyujong blinks, then points at his bag lying on the table. Jungmin immediately lets go of him, rushing to Kyujong's bag and emptying the contents out roughly (Be careful, Kyujong wants to say, but Jungmin has already grabbed the videocamera and skipped out of the room).
Hyungjun's bottle is still at his lips as he stares at the space where Jungmin was at, as if Jungmin had suddenly been beamed up through the ceiling by an alien spaceship. He slowly lowers his hand. "What the hell was that?"
Kyujong shrugs, too used to Jungmin's crazy antics. He goes back to changing out from his concert outfit into his favourite shirt and soft jeans, slipping his feet into comfortable sneakers.
When Jungmin appears back in the dressing room again, he is being chased by an enraged Hyunjoong. "Delete it!" Hyunjoon yells, making a grab for Jungmin, who darts away and takes cover behind a confused Hyungjun.
"What?" Hyungjun demands.
"That," Hyunjoong says angrily, eyes sparkling with fury. "That idiot! Kill him please!"
Hyungjun raises his eyebrows. "Why?" He wants to know.
Hyunjoong racks his brain for something to anger Hyungjun with. "Remember that day when you couldn't find your favourite chips?"
Hyungjun leans forward, suddenly interested. "You know who ate them?" He asks excitedly.
Hyunjoong points at Jungmin, who immediately escapes from his previous hiding place and instead leaps onto Kyujong, wrapping arms and legs around him.
"He's just pissed because I filmed him and Youngsaeng-hyung kissing on Kyu-hyung's videocam!" Jungmin yelps as Hyungjun advances, expression dangerous.
Hyungjun pauses. Three pairs of eyes focus on their leader.
"Don't believe him!" Hyunjoong pleads desperately, backing away until he collides into the wall. "Park Jungmin you liar!"
Jungmin hooks Kyujong's videocamera back around Kyujong's neck. "The evidence is all in there," he says proudly, then clambers back off Kyujong's back, satisfied that Hyungjun is not going to kill him then and there.
Hyungjun and Kyujong's heads press close together as they watch the scene unfold on Kyujong's videocamera's screen. Jungmin folds his arms and grins at an irate Hyunjoong.
Youngsaeng is thoroughly confused when he is embraced by the three youngest members of the group, accompanied with coos of "awwwww our Saengie-hyung is all grown up~" and "you're the man, hyung!", the moment he steps into the dressing room.
(3)
"I'm sick of that thing already," Hyunjoong grumbles when he sees Kyujong's videocamera up and about again.
"Still irritated by the HyunSaeng kiss incident, I see." Jungmin sing-songs. Youngsaeng flushes, cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink. Kyujong smiles behind his videocam.
Hyunjoong shoots the group's resident horse a glare. "Don't forget, the MinJun kiss is in that lousy piece of equipment, too." He reminds Jungmin.
Kyujong flinches as Jungmin turns his scary stare on his prized possession. "Cam has feelings, you know," he says to Hyunjoong irritably. "Don't insult him in front of his face."
Hyunjoong rolls his eyes as he sprinkles a third packet of sugar over his buttered toast. "Stupid camera," he mutters under his breath.
Kyujong ignores his leader, turning to Jungmin instead. "Where's the magnae?"
"Bathroom," Jungmin says. A wicked grin starts to form on his face and he turns his mega-watt smile on Kyujong's videocamera.
"You're not going to -"
"Come on, don't you want to see how he looks like when he's naked? He never shows us his naked self!"
"If somehow this is leaked onto the internet -"
"The MinJun and HyunSaeng kisses are already enough to doom us all."
"Won't the door be locked anyway?"
"I told him to leave it unlocked because we might need to use it one last time before leaving."
Hyunjoong sighs, unable to outwit Jungmin. "Fine, fine," he concedes, waving Jungmin off, who drags Kyujong along too. "Just don't zoom in on certain body parts!" He calls after them.
Youngsaeng frowns over his coffee. "Are you sure?"
"Of course not," Hyunjoong says miserably. "But what's life without a little risk-taking?"
Youngsaeng stirs his coffee thoughtfully. "Isn't this a little too risky? A lot is at stake," he says, lifting the coffee up to his mouth.
An ear-piercing shriek slices the air. Youngsaeng promptly spits out his mouthful of coffee.
Hyunjoong pretends he's not enjoying it when Jungmin and Kyujong do a victory dance in the dining room and Hyungjun's wails about invasions of privacy are loud enough to be heard from twenty miles away.
(4)
"Are you sure?" Kyujong asks, unconvinced. "You know how he gets when you even touch him. Weren't you attacked, like, ten times on Thank You For Waking Us Up?"
Hyungjun has an evil grin on his face. Kyujong shudders at its resemblance to Jungmin's.
"I slipped a sleeping pill in his milk just now," Hyungjun confesses. "He won't wake up."
As if to prove his point, he pinches Jungmin's cheeks, hard. Jungmin's eyelashes don't even flutter the slightest.
"But Hyunjoong-hyung?"
Hyungjun rolls his eyes. "Like that idiot will wake up," he says. "Besides, I'm sure he'd enjoy Jungmin-hyung's punishment."
Kyujong sighs, making a mental note to quarantine the magnae away from Jungmin. It seemed like Hyungjun had been learning a lot from Jungmin, especially wicked smiles and winning arguments.
"Okay, then," he allows.
Hyungjun flashes a bright grin at the videocamera. "Hello everyone, this is Kim Hyungjun. This is the first episode of Thank You For Making Me Up!" He says enthusiastically, and Kyujong starts to laugh.
They get to work: Kim Hyungjun, the newest make-up artist for Park Jungmin, biting his lower lip in concentration as he draws a spider on Jungmin's face, and Kim Kyujong, the cameraman, trying not to shake the videocamera too much even as he starts to giggle. Hyunjoong sleeps on throughout the entire thing, just as Hyungjun had predicted.
Hyunjoong doesn't even wake up when Jungmin's screams echo throughout the apartment.
(5)
Youngsaeng appears in the doorway in the middle of the night.
At least, Kyujong assumes it is Youngsaeng. It is pretty hard to tell since there is a very large paper bag over the person's face with two holes for the eyes.
"Saeng-hyung?" Kyujong whispers, swinging his legs over the bed and going towards the door. He doesn't bother looking back to check if they somehow had woken Hyunjoong up.
Youngsaeng nods. Kyujong places a hand on his shoulder, concerned. "Are you okay?" Kyujong questions. "Why are you wearing that... thing?"
Youngsaeng points towards Hyunjoong, then makes a heart. Kyujong blinks. "You... love Hyunjoong-hyung?"
Youngsaeng nods again. He then draws an angry smiley face (D<) in mid-air and gestures towards Hyunjoong again. "He's angry?" Kyujong asks. Youngsaeng confirms his query with another nod. Then he draws a sad face (T_T) and points at himself. "And you're sad?" Another nod.
"Oooookay," Kyujong says slowly, not sure where this is going. Why the hell would Youngsaeng wake him up in the middle of the night wearing a paper bag over his head to confess his undying love for Leader?
Youngsaeng makes a series of nonsensical gestures. Kyujong is starting to get annoyed. It's already two a.m., and they have to wake up at five a.m. later. Besides, they just went to bed half an hour ago. "Can you just talk, hyung?" He says irritably.
Youngsaeng sighs, the action making the paper bag crackle. He slips it off and makes a face at Kyujong, who ignores the pitiful look.
"So, what?" Kyujong says shortly. He knows he's getting a bit rude, but it really is Youngsaeng's fault after all.
"I want you to help me get revenge."
"On...?" Kyujong thinks he knows where this is leading. It was pretty easy to piece this puzzle up, really: Who was the one who filmed the HyunSaeng kiss? Jungmin. Who had threatened to upload the video online if Hyunjoong didn't give up his last chocolate truffle? Jungmin. Who had thrown a hissy fit and stomped off in a huff with an angry face (i.e. D<)? Hyunjoong. Who did Youngsaeng like? Hyunjoong. Who would Youngsaeng want to take revenge on? A certain horse-lookalike named Park Jungmin.
"Jungmin."
"Why would I help you?"
"Because you're my favourite dongsaeng and you love me as much as I love you."
Kyujong crosses his arms. "No can do, hyung." Youngsaeng already had gotten points knocked off for waking him up at this unholy hour of the night.
"I'll play you a song." Kyujong loved to hear Youngsaeng play the piano, and Youngsaeng knew it. Kyujong feels himself falter, but tells himself to be strong. He shakes his head sternly.
Youngsaeng taps his finger against his chin as he thinks. "I'll... make you a cupcake."
That did it. Youngsaeng's cupcakes were the best in the world. "Ten," Kyujong says demandingly. "Plus two songs."
"Deal." They linked pinkies and shook.
Which is precisely why Kyujong found himself skulking around Jungmin and Hyungjun's room with his videocamera, filming the MinJun pair in a seemingly loving embrace (in truth, it was just Youngsaeng and his wonderful skills of arranging them artistically without managing to wake either boy up).
(6)
Kyujong's videocamera spoils.
He has no idea who did it, because it could have been anyone, really. Except maybe Youngsaeng, because he looks the most innocent of them all. But then again, he's not so sure after the revenge stunt Youngsaeng had coerced him into helping him pull.
"Well," Hyunjoong says finally. They are all gathered around the coffee table to mourn Cam's death. "At least we don't have to worry about all that stuff getting leaked onto the internet."
Kyujong whirls around, jabbing a finger into Hyunjoong's muscular chest and trying to ignore the presence of the oldest member's moobs. "You!" He accuses, anger flashing in his eyes. "You were the one who killed my Cammie!"
Hyunjoong backs away, waving a hand at Kyujong. "It wasn't me!" He says desperately.
"Anyway, it was only the videocamera that spoiled, not the memory card, Leader-sshi." Jungmin says, rolling his eyes.
"Oh," Hyunjoong says stupidly.
"Besides," Jungmin continues, a slow grin spreading across his face. "I already made copies."