They only need an hour or so, maybe even just thirty minutes to be freed from the stress of being an idol. It's Jonghyun who makes the grand plan of slipping from the rest of the group while the manager isn't looking, Jinki who tries to reprimand him despite the longing for a break. "What if manager hyung finds out?" "That's why we're doing this quietly."

Ten minutes into the tirade, Jonghyun's turning the car key and the steering wheel. Jinki's frozen on the passenger seat, features almost saying, "Jonghyun, if we get in trouble, you are so bailing me out."

So Jonghyun laughs and smiles and says, "Hyung, you look silly."

"I do not," Jinki retorts, and there's that same person Jonghyun met years back, the same person who reprimanded him minutes ago but is, in fact, so much in favor of what he's doing. "And just for the record, I should be the one who's driving. I'm older." Jinki worries his lower lip and Jonghyun almost laughs, if not for the city lights blinding the look on Jinki's face.

The light goes red. They stop.

"Full speed ahead?" Jonghyun asks, head titled to the right, hair in his face. Jinki nods — not fervently, not hesitantly; just right around the edges. So when the light goes green, Jonghyun takes it as a sign.

Jinki raises his hand up in the air and screams at the top of his lungs.