A very very short one. Would like to dedicate this series to Kay as i know she does subscribe and read my fanfic. Get well soon.

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Kyuhyun sits on his chair in the changing room, rubbing his stomach subconsciously, still feeling strangely queasy as the make-up artist removes his makeup.

“Kyu, have one,” his co-star a bucket of fried chicken under Kyuhyun’s nose, beckoning him to take one, knowing how the singer loves fried greasy food.

Kyuhyun stares at the piping hot chicken for about 10 seconds before gagging, and rushes to the toilet immediately, emptying all the contents in his stomach. Thinking how he is probably coming down with a bout of stomach flu, Kyuhyun washes his hands and wipes his mouth with a paper towel.

As he resumes seating on his chair, his makeup artist jokingly says while dipping a cotton wool soaked with makeup remover on his face, “If you were a woman,  that could be the first sign of pregnancy.”

For a split second, Kyuhyun allows himself to indulge in that thought before shaking his head, thinking how ridiculous that would be, so Kyuhyun chooses to keep silent and waits for Siwon to pick him.