Look past the curtain (NSFW)

Aftermath

A/n: This chapter is more of a filler
The plots kicking from the next update
Please drop kudos and comments if you like the story
The lack engagement from this fic is discouraging me
Constructive criticism is welcome
For I'm just an amateur who just started writing

And no beta-ed btw

It hasn't been more than 14 hours since he last stepped out of his room to have a drink and caught by heeseung, he really thought he would last a week minimum but he's just a human, no human could ever resist tteokbeokki. He was reading a book, for the first time in the last three years cuz apparently he don't have anything to do in his room, his phone was confiscated and he can't watch the TV as it is in their living room, it's a miracle he survived his longest (24 × 3) plus 14 hours without his phone or to be more specific: Netflix, thanks to his mint choco he got to survive until now. He heard his members talking about brunch for today tteokbeokki was the main. Then suddenly he's been craving for tteokbeokki, his insides salivating at the mention of it as if his body will fail if he don't have it. He has never missed tteokbeokki to eat atleast once daily. So he waited another 9 fucking painful hours resisting his ravenous urge to just barge in and fucking fill-in his starvation but he has his ego to spare and aren't prepared enough to face his members yet . Luckily they all went to sleep earlier than usual cuz they have some solo schedules and he can't be more thankful enough. So he creep out, he can't help not to be wary as he's literally being treated as an outsider, praying to God that he doesn't get caught especially not by heeseung.

He walked his way stealthily to the kitchen, only one instant pack was left but one is better than nothing and hurriedly pour the water and microwaving it, 3 minutes hasn't been longer until now. The microwave beeps indicating it's done finally and he hastily grabbed the packet making him hissed; it was hot.
He muttered a few curses, it didn't spilt fortunately and was making his way towards his room and his eyes meet the sight of sleepy heeseung by the table just few feets away from him looking very amused, he must've been there for quite a while.

Sunoo face went white with shocked, (everyone would've been even under normal situation) dropping his precious tteokbeokki by the process but heeseung was quick, in a blink of an eye he managed to grasp the food but the hot liquid spilt over his bare hand. It was hot enough to scald his skin.

" Wtf Kim!", Heeseung hissed and hurriedly went for the sink letting cool water wash over his scalding skin. "If i get a scar, upshots on you...fuck it stings. Why tf are u still standing there fucking do smth"

It took few seconds for sunoo to process. "OMG hyung I'm so sorry, I'll go get some ice". His hunger long forgotten and in panic make a beeline for the fridge.

"I-is it getting b-better, hyung? H-has the pain subside yet?" Sunoo asked not meeting his eyes.
I'm s-sorry"

Heeseung hums as a reply. And after a long awkward silence "Why are you acting so leery it's just a food, yk no one can stop you from having your meals it's a basic human right" sounding aloof as if he's mocking him.

"I-i I didn't mean to, i- I'm sorry"

"Stop saying sorry everytime and eat it before it went cold and you can leave my hand, it's getting numbed"

Sunoo mumbled few incoherent sorrys taking the tteokbeokki, face burned with embarassment.

"Where do you think you're going? Eat here"

"It's o-okay, my room will be f-fine"

"I insist, voice getting a lil colder.
I mean that's the least thing you could do after burning my hand, common courtesy too. Im gonna make ramen, wait for me."