A/N : I'm sooo sorry! I'm here in another city (which you can't even call a city) and there's no connection and the connection of my phone died for a few days so here I am posting the chapter now. :( sorry for making you wait so much! Anyway, I'm wasting your time here so...enjoy~~ and remember the fic will soon end! Chu~~

 

 

 

 

 

AUTHOR's POV       Kyungmi huffed for the nth time at the scene in front of her. All the Teen Top's members were lazily sprawled on the sofa or on the floor, watching TV, playing with their phone or computer. That was what they had done for the past two days. Since she couldn't get back home because Ilhoon had told her family they were on a vacation she had decided, or better was forced, to spend the week at Teen Top's dorm. She was expecting it to be funny but they were really six lazy asses, all they did was sleep, eat the delicious food made by her, watch TV, play video games, sleep, eat and sleep again. But that wasn't the only thing that had gotten on her nerves, her relationship with Ljoe was still a blur, meaning she didn't know if they were a couple or just friends or plainly acquaintances, but the last one most likely was not.  Ljoe would sometimes wrap his arms arms around her waist in a protective manner when the other members tried to teasingly hit on her, he would suddenly kiss her cheek or even try to plant his lips on hers, though most of the times she would stop him, and out of the blue he would call her His Baby, but since the day she got stabbed, he hadn't talked about her being his girlfriend. Maybe she should have made the first move, maybe he was waiting for her to answer him--oh screw that, she wasn't going to make the first move! Since forever she had dreamt for the man of her life to ask her out in a unique and strange yet romantic but not cheesy manner and she wasn't going to take the parts of the boy. If Ljoe wanted her then he would have had to make the first move, there was no way she was going to ruin her one and only dream. *yeah that's right, I'm not going to take the male's role--*   "Yo My baby, what's with that gloomy face of yours?" Ljoe interrupted her thoughts, wrapping his arm around her waist and poking her nose. *there it goes again this strange behavior of his.* She rolled her eyes, mentally cursing and blaming him for her gloomy face. She slapped his hands away and stomped to the couch, sitting next to her cousin who gladly welcomed her in his arms.    "What's wrong? Does your wound hurt?" Niel asked resting his left arm on her shoulders, sending her a worried look. Kyungmi shook her head and closed her eyes, leaning her head on Niel's shoulder.    "I'm bored. All of you do nothing but sprawl on this sofa or on the floor while watching TV. And that idiot, that stupid idiot makes me confu--forget it, I'm just bored." She snapped sighing loudly. Her cousin observed her, knowing already what was on her mind, but remained quiet and just rubbed his left hand on her arm in a comforting manner, though a grin secretly formed on his lips.    "Hands off of my baby, Niel." Ljoe warned as soon as he saw how close they were, although he was being stupid since they were cousin. Niel shot him a look and maintained his arm where it was.    "Kyungmi is my COUSIN, hyung." He stated wrinkling his nose at the thought of an . What the hell was wrong with Ljoe? Love had really made him go crazy...Niel shook his head disapprovingly.    "You never know." Ljoe shrugged his shoulders, snatching Kyungmi away from her cousin's arms. Kyungmi and Niel's eyes widened.    "What. The. Hell?!?! What's wrong with you?!" She hissed, shocked by the fact that the boy had just intended that Niel and her were more than cousins. Without regrets, actually enjoying it very much, in a blink of an eye she side kicked him surprised that her wound hadn't started to hurt at the action. The rest of Teen Top turned their heads when they heard Ljoe falling on the floor with a loud thud. Their eyes widened as they had just witnessed Kyungmi's strength. How the hell could a petite girl like her manage such a strong move? Though they knew looks could be deceiving, they started to feel curious about how she had learned how to fight. Maybe just like Jieun, she had been taught?  Searching for his own death, Changjo sneaked behind her and prepared himself to throw a punch, which was soon stopped when Kyungmi spun around grabbing his wrist and twisting it painfully behind his back as Teen Top gaped at her. Her moves had been fast, clean, strong and kind of...elegant? The side kick she had thrown at Ljoe had been just as elegant and silent, in fact no one had suspected anything before the loud thud the boy had made. They couldn't help but admire her.    Realizing what she had just done, Kyungmi quickly released Changjo.   "Oh my God! Are you okay?!" She widened her eyes at his now red wrist. Changjo rubbed it but nonetheless smiled reassuringly at the girl.    "Hey! How come you didn't ask ME if I was okay?!" Ljoe whined, standing up while dusting off his clothes. "That's because I seriously wanted to hurt you and don't be such a whining sissy, that kick wasn't that strong. If I had really wanted to hurt you, you would have had all your ribs broken by now." She scoffed still observing the maknae's wrist. The redness didn't seem to fade away, reason why she started to feel guilty towards him. "You sure you're okay? Maybe we should put some ice or ointment." She trailed off, but Changjo wasn't paying attention at what she was saying, in his head her silent and elegant moves were still playing. He remembered what his taekwondoo and jeolkwondoo  teachers had told him when he had finally obtained the black belts, if he had trained frequently his moves, as years passed, he would have been able to master elegance and silence as well as his unique style, his moves would have taken everyone's breath away...but only if he exercised frequently. Which meant that Kyungmi, not only had been fighting for a very long time, but very often too.    "How come you know so well how to fight?" He asked out of nowhere, surprising Kyungmi, who glanced at Niel with a worried look.  "Well...I was taught." Which wasn't even lie, because she was really taught. But Changjo was quick and saw the helpless look she had shot at her cousin for the second