A glass of wine in the evening while watching some random movie on a laptop with Min Yunki was the definition of a perfect evening. This week was his turn to cook for our dinner, so I came to his apartment that was surprisingly near my apartment. While watching the movie he always told me about his current project, something that stressed him out or even some random fact about something unimportant and I would listen quietly to every word he said.

But today, my brain seemed to space out a lot. I’ve been spacing out a lot actually after meeting Hoseok. It’s been a week but I couldn’t seem to ignore the words he said to me.

“It gets boring with just the two of us for years when the seven of us used to live together. I miss the boys now. I hope they are doing well.”

What actually happened?

 “What are you thinking about?” Yunki asked me. I turned my head to face him. I didn’t answer him right away. I wanted to ask him but I was afraid. I was afraid that it would reopen an old wound. And I didn’t want to be hated by him either. But then, I really wanted to know the truth.

 “Yunki oppa, can I ask you something?” I asked in a small voice. He looked at me boringly. “You already did.” He smirked. I narrowed my eyes at him in annoyance. “I’m serious.” Yunki chuckled softly then nodded. “Just ask. You don’t need to ask for my permission.” He said. I bit my lips in nervousness.

 Was this the right thing to do? I was no one. It wasn’t in my place to ask him about something like that. “You want to ask about our disbandment, don’t you?” I almost dropped my glass of wine. How did he know that? I swore he had the ability to read my mind. “I’m right again.” He gave me his annoying smirk again. I sighed in defeat. “