A few days later, you found yourself starting to get a little frustrated when Jinki was still refusing to answer your question about Kibum’s training, not even when you threatened not to send him any of the photos you took or not to cook him any chicken dishes. He had said that Kibum had threatened to murder him if he told you and it looked as if he really took the threat seriously.

You were about to give up on ever finding out, when you suddenly got a reply from Jinki… no wait, it was from Taemin.

~~~~

To: Lee ------

Hello noona!!

Jinki hyung allowed me to use his laptop and left his email open so I might have accidentally read his emails :P

Anyway, since hyung won’t tell you about omma, I’ll tell you! Omma won’t murder me but you must promise me that you won’t tell him that it was me! And you must also protect hyung (cause omma will suspect him first if he finds out that you know)!

Omma doesn’t want us to tell you this because he’s afraid that you’ll get worried but I think you deserve to know too since you’re one of us now. Right, noona? Omma does need to train actually and he does too! We record videos of our training sessions and send them to him so that he can watch them and practice. He can remember the dance steps just from watching so he goes early to the dance studio in school to practice.

Now that you know, please don’t treat him differently, noona. Omma hates that.

Ok, I better go before hyung comes back and sees me typing this. I’m going to delete this from the sent folder also, so just pretend you don’t know anything ok? You don’t have to reply, it’ll be our secret :)

Byebye!

<3, Cool Taeminnie ^^

~~~~

You smiled a little after reading the email but you frowned immediately after. So, this was why Kibum was always so busy– leaving so early in the morning and coming back early to make dinner. You felt like you had to do something now, but you had to make it seem like you still didn’t know anything.

You eventually decided that the least you could do was to help with the meals, especially since Kibum already knew that you could cook and actually liked your cooking, so it would seem the least suspicious. When you spoke to Kibum about it, he was surprisingly more than willing to let you handle the cooking, so as long as you didn’t strain yourself. You had a sneaky feeling that the real reason was because he wanted to eat the food that you cooked but didn’t know how to ask. You didn’t call him out though, you were just glad that you could help in some way after all the help that you’ve received from him.

It was the start of the weekend and you were in the kitchen preparing lunch because you were expecting Kibum to be back anytime now. He had left, in the morning, to attend a “meeting”. You were tasting the soup when you heard the click of the door. “I’m home!” He called out.

“Kitchen!” You called back.

Kibum padded heavily into the kitchen and you could tell that something was wrong. “Wait.” You held your hand up before he would say anything. “How does this taste?” You held out a spoonful of soup in front of his face. He frowned slightly but just leaned forward and slurped up the soup.

“It’s good.” He stated and opened his mouth again to speak, only to be interrupted by you again.

“Really? Tastes a little strange to me though.” You turned back to stir the soup.

You heard a huff and even though you couldn’t see him, you knew that he probably had his hands on his hips and was looking at you in disbelief.

“Can I speak now?” He asked, sarcastically.

“Not if you’re going to swear Kibummie.”

“Ok, how about if I promise not to swear?” You could tell that he was trying to keep his cool.

You turned off the stove and turned to him with a smile. “Ok. Tell me what’s wrong then.”

“So I was walking back from the grocery store just down the road because you asked me to get some milk on the way back, and there was this guy in a business suit walking towards me. He kept staring at me so I thought that maybe he was one of our neighbours or something so I smiled back to be polite. But when he walked past me, he turned to me and said “Nice going there, sugar.” He called me ‘sugar’! That fu…fish-er?” He quickly changed when you gave him a pointed look.

Even though he was perfectly fine with you teasing him about his uality, he didn’t like it when other people looked at him that way. “No way! Tell me who he is. I’ll go beat him up for you.” You offered while trying your best to keep a straight face.

He knew you were teasing him so he just huffed and stalked off to his room, shutting the door loudly behind him. You shook your head and smiled to yourself. s had warned you before not to disturb him when he was angry but you knew just what would make him calm down. You made your way to his room and opened the door before entering. He was sitting in the center of his bed and punching his pillow.

You made your way to his bed and sat at the edge of it. He didn’t look at you but you knew that he knew you were there. “You forgot something.”You said to get his attention.

He turned his head to face you and arched one of his eyebrows. You pointed to your belly and his expression softened immediately. He got up and sat on his legs before placing his hands on your belly and leaning down so that his face was level with your belly.

“Hello baby. Appa’s home and he’s sorry. He didn’t mean to forget about you. It won’t happen again, ok?” He cooed and gently rubbed your belly before looking up at you. Kibum had developed a habit of talking to your belly whenever he was frustrated because it helped to calm him down and you didn’t remember when exactly he started to refer to himself as the father of your child, but you when you didn’t correct him, he just continued to use it. You didn’t mind at all, after all, he was going to be your son’s godfather.

You met his gaze and gave him a soft smile. “Feel better now?”

He sat back up and looked at you sheepishly. “Yeah, sorry about earlier.”

“It’s alright.” You offered him a smile before standing up and walking to his door. You turned back to look at him just before you exited the room. “You know, I think you’re looking at it all wrong. Shouldn’t you be happy that both men and women find that you’re good looking?” You said and left, missing the grin that spread across his face a few seconds later.

===================

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and is enjoying Boxing Day!! :)