"Today is the last day for you two to be tied together! Isn't that great! There will be no more risk of injury at performances now! This is perfect!" The manager waltzed into the dorm cheerily. He paused when he noticed that no one was in the living room. He took a few steps forward and heard giggling coming from the kitchen. LEDApple's manager peeked in and saw a giggling, blushing Kyumin being back hugged by Kwangyeon. "What the hell? What happened between the two of you?" Kwangyeon and Kyumin jumped up and away from each other in surprise.

       "Hyung! Oh my God, you scared me! What are you doing here?" Kyumin found his voice first.

       "I came to remind you two that today's the last day for you guys to be tied together."

       "Today's the last day? Really? It's already been two weeks?"

       "Yes Kyumin, I kind of just said that..."

       "...Meanie...Kwangyeon, manager hyung is bullying me!"

       "It's okay Minnie-ah. He won't do it again, right hyung?" Kwangyeon replied with a smile gracing his features.

       "Uh, right..." Their manager's confusion was evident.

       "See? He said he won't do it again."

       "Good." Kyumin turned back to his previous task and completely ignored the other two.

       "Well, aren't you guys glad that today's the last day? Once the clock strikes midnight, you can take the cloth off. No more troubles, no more problems, and freedom from each other. You two will be able to live your separate lives again!" LEDApple's manager leaped up in surprise when Kyumin slammed his fist against the counter.

       "Kyumin? Are you alright?" Kwangyeon turned toward the rapper's stiff back and placed a hand on his shoulder.

       "U-uh...yeah...I just saw a fly, so I killed it. Sorry for worrying you two. I'll...I need to take a shower, so..." Kyumin trailed off and inclined his head slightly toward the bassist.

       "Oh, alright. Sorry to inconvenience you, hyung, but can you leave now? I'm sure you're busy, and Kyumin needs to take a shower, so..." Kwangyeon repeated his boyfriend's action and trailed off.

       "Oh, yeah, sure. I'll be on my way then. Bye." Their manager walked out of the kitchen, and the sound of the front door opening and closing followed soon after. Kyumin strode past Kwangyeon and entered their bedroom.

       What the bassist found strange was that the rapper didn't emerge from the room to disappear into the bathroom. He entered the room and was greeted by a pillow to the face. He caught it and let it fall to the floor. Kwangyeon looked toward the bed and saw a lump that shuddered every few seconds. He walked toward the bed and sat by the lump.

       "Kyumin? Are you alright?" Kwangyeon was answered with silence. He grabbed the blanket and lowered it enough to see the back of Kyumin's head. "Kyumin, please look at me." The said boy buried his face into the pillow and spoke.

       "Hff durnntf fwannna daklfd."

       "What?"

       "Gurrff awrrfwd."

       "Kyumin, I can't hear you when you have a mouth full of pillow." The rapper raised his head from the pillow by a centimeter and spoke again.

       "I said, 'I don't want to talk. Go away.'" With that, he face-planted into the pillow again.

       "You can talk to me. What's bothering you, baby?"

       "Gurrff awrrfwd."

       "Are you telling me to go away again?" Kwangyeon received a nod, and he sighed. He yanked the rest of the blanket off of his boyfriend's body and sat on his back. "As my boyfriend, you have a duty to tell me what's on your mind whenever you're upset. Now, talk to me."

       "Nurff."

       "Was that a no?"

       "Yedff." Kwangyeon sighed when he saw that the conversation was going nowhere. He tried to communicate with his boyfriend.

       "Are you upset because of what our manager said?" The rapper remained silent and shifted to face the opposite wall again. "I'll take that as a yes. Why are you so upset about it?" Kyumin rolled over, causing the bassist to fall to the floor.

       "I said I didn't want to talk! Go the away!" With that, the former walked into the bathroom and slammed the door. He was lucky that enough of the cloth made it through the door for him to take a bath. He stripped himself and ran the water. Kyumin climbed into the tub and just sat there. Suddenly, he burst into tears that he couldn't stop. The rapper heard a knock on the bathroom door and didn't even bother replying.

       Kwangyeon was on the other side of the bathroom door and was heartbroken to hear Kyumin crying. He had knocked on the door, but he received only silence and a few sobs as a reply.

       "Kyumin, please talk to me. Please tell me what's wrong. Please don't cry."

       "I t-told you to g-go a-away!" Kyumin's voice cracked and he knew that Kwangyeon could tell he was crying.

       "I'm not leaving you by yourself to cry! I'm not letting you carry a burden by yourself! Just talk to me! Please!" Kwangyeon did not expect the reply he got. It left him blind with hot tears streaming down his face. What was worse was how confident Kyumin sounded when he spoke.

       "I hate you! We're over!"