KyuNine No More

Part 2

"Seriously Kyubin, it's not a big deal. I'm sorry. . . please talk to me."

I was chasing him around their apartment for almost an hour after almost half of the members left. I thumped the door that he shut close and locked it so I couldn't get inside. I exasperatedly sigh, pissed off because he suddenly act so sensitive. HMPF! If I know, you're the one who's so touchy to Wookjin. Wtf.

Yongsoo emerged from his room, clutching a pack of tortilla. It's just the three of us in the apartment since the others needed to go in the company office to do vlives and do tiktok videos for the fans' amusement. He looked at me and handed out the chips, "You want some?"

I scowled at him and continued banging Kyubin's door.

Since my shameless obsession leaked out among the members, they began teasing Kyubin and Wookjin. Also, without my knowledge and through genius Junji's Google prowess, they found the website where they'd be able to read it online and aherm, privately. You see, they were not as innocent as they look like. Taeyeob was even citing some parts of the fiction in front of me that made Kyubin extra furious. Seeing that it's no longer a secret, Yongsoo smugly told the others that he knew about my secret obsession to pair up Kyubin and Wookjin for a very long time and he's just keeping my secret because he's my good friend.

Good friend, my ass.

Wookjin was nonetheless embarrassed because he wasn't aware that I really did ship him with Kyubin, but he understood. He knew that some of their fans really write that kind of stuff online. He even complimented how good I am in writing which earned him dubious looks from the other members. He blushed after, and then declared that he'd stay in his room to rest.

As for Kyubin, he kept on ignoring me ever since he knew about it. See, yaoi would not help you when you have a relationship with the person that you made as a character in your yaoi stories, especially if he is your boyfriend. Although, I kept on telling him that he shouldn't be mad and I was just doing it for the sake of their fans, spreading the love, it made him even angrier. He was disappointed that his girlfriend wants him to make out with a guy whom he treated as his best friend. I felt guilty though, but it's too late to take that back now. He even discovered my private collection of KyuNine photos when Jisung got hold of my laptop. Geez. I got Kyubin's scolding after and told me that I was not allowed to carry my phone so I can no longer take stolen pics. With that, he confiscated my phone.

Now that sinful laptop was on the couch a few meters from me after I doubled and tripled the security from the hands of other members. I sighed. I think it will take time before I can update my favorite OTP's fanfic.

"Mina-ssi. Can you make me some sandwiches? I'd leave after 30 minutes for Vlive. I need food while in the office." Yongsoo whined at me between chomping down his chips. Seriously, where do you keep all the food you eat?

"Kay, fine." Too tired of Kyubin's tantrum and hitting the door, I decided to make the sandwiches. Yongsoo is still my boss, even though I hate him right and I wanna bald him. While making food, he started preparing the things he needed for his departure. Then, he placed his hand to my right shoulder, looking very sorry about what happened between Kyubin and I. I just looked at him with a sinister smirk in my face."Sorry that hyung is mad at you. Well, you're so weird, that's why." He sniggered and thanked me after I gave him the lunch bag. I almost hit his head but he easily dodged it which made me wanna poke him more. Instead, I stuck my tongue out which made him chuckle. He waved goodbye after. "Bye. Take good care of hyung!" Then he closed the door.

Take care of hyung. Hmpf!

I moodily sat down on the floor beside the couch where my laptop was and opened the draft of KyuNine fanfic that I planned to post that night. Although I knew Kyubin would get mad at me, it's my duty to update my fanfics for my readers. Muha~ I'm a writer before I become their slave. I began typing the scenario that I imagined.