KyuNine No More

Epilogue

The next morning, no one was speaking when the boys were eating breakfast that Kyubin and I cooked. True, that we slept together in my apartment since my roommates and others took their vacation so we're alone. I was the only one left because Kyubin insisted that we would take our own vacation together after the comeback.

Ampf. He is really clingy.

If there's anyone who's acting normal, it's Sungho. He still greeted me cutely and complimented at it's a very delicious breakfast and extra special because his hyung and I prepared it. Kyubin, on the other hand, was so noisy as if Yongsoo and him swapped bodies. He was making sure everyone was eating well, serving seconds to each member as he piled food on my own plate.

"You know guys, you can just tell us if you didn't like what we cooked." He snapped because it's the first time no one complimented his cooking. He cooked his infamous ramyeon as if it's very hard to cook.

"I'm losing my appetite whenever I look at you hyung." Yongsoo said who's sitting opposite to him. I smelled a sassy session. I gaped stupidly at him. Jisung and Yoojung sniggered while Wookjin and Junhyung were trying to hide their laughter.

Yongsoo probably touched a nerve that Kyubin raised his brow. "What? If you just ended the call last night, you won't hear us." The latter nonchalantly bit him back, resumed eating his food. Yongsoo blushed, as well as the others while Sungho was trying to contain his laughter, he's the only one who acted as if everything he heard last night was not as scandalous as his hyungs thought of.

"We shouldn't hear it. . . If you were too worried about what you are hearing on the line and called us just to ask." Jisung wrinkled his nose, saying that Yongsoo broadcasted to other members what we were doing.

I glowered at them because they talked as if I was not around.

I couldn't take the shame anymore, I stood up and got my plate to clean it. Kyubin stopped me, worried because the conversation was making me uncomfortable. Who the hell won't be? He glared at Wookjin and Junhyung. "Can you two drop it off? You're making my girlfriend embarrassed."

Well, thank you Kyubin for stressing it even more.

"No! I just remember I will call Hana and others for their flight back in here and send them the tickets." I made a side-eye, aware that he saw through my lies. The other boys just continued eating.

Kyubin sighed and stood up. He whispered in my ear, "I love you." I looked back at him but I was caught unguarded when he suddenly kissed me passionately. I responded to him a bit, tasting his sweet yet spicy lips because of tteokboki.

"Could you two get a room?!"

"STAPH IT!"

"Please get a room guys. . . "

"Ugh. Not in front of food."

Kyubin broke from the kiss and gave them death glares. "Fine. Whatever." He rolled his eyes and held my wrist, dragging me to his room.

"Keep it low, noona." Sungho teasingly shouted as the others flushed red in embarrassment.

Again, I was no longer sure if there's any pride and dignity left in me I zombie-walked going to the room. Kyubin locked the door when we went inside his room then my eyes flew to his bed where my laptop is. I stared at my laptop and opened it.

Oh my. . . I sobbed lightly when I saw the screen of my laptop. It had black stuff like cobwebs as big as my palms. My god. My fics. Kyubin walked towards me when he heard me crying. "What happened?"

I hiccupped as I continued wailing. "I-it's broken!!!" I let him see the damage on the screen, hoping that he could still fix it. He had fixed my laptop multiple times before. However he shook his head as he checked it. "We will need to change the screen, I cannot fix it babe." I wailed even louder.

My fiction. . . Oh my...

Kyubin put it away and wiped the tears in my eyes. He smiled at me sexily, tucked loose strands of my hair in my ear and massaged my thighs. "On the other note, you won't be busy pondering over your fictions, writing your smuts." He tugged the shirt I was wearing, removed it and threw it on the floor. I let him do what he wanted because I was busy lamenting the death of my precious laptop, making me lay down on his bed. He unbuckled his belt and gave a peck on my lips. My sobs subsided as he started stripping again.

"Those fictions are just part of your imagination baby, let's make them real."