26 Speak For Yourself Miruku Chan

Lee Changhyuk opened the door to his suite. His body was wet from head to toe.

"If only I knew, the rain would be this heavy I would have bought two umbrellas." He muttered to himself as he pulled his wet hair back.

He looked at the bed then felt sorry for himself. He could have gone straight to bed if only he wasn't this wet. Son Kangyu was not there so he would not have to listen to him giggling to some mangas. And he also just had done a lot of physical jobs today. He deserved the bed right?

A quick shower should do. He took off his belt then started to undress himself.

Lee Changhyuk strode to the bathroom then started to shower. He could feel the splash of hot water wash away all of his fatigue. He closed his eyes then let the hot water ease his sore mucles.

It's been awhile since he exercised. He was not a gym freak like the two older members, Kim Yoonjae and Han Ryeowook. He would work out regularly with Son Kangyu under Han Ryeowook's supervision. But since he was hospitalized for a whole month, he could not do a lot except reading and nagging the other members.

He looked down to his abs. His body was clean. He still had the muscles and the pecks, they were not too big but fit well with his long legs and broad shoulders. He could not believe that just one month ago, almost all of his body was covered in bruise as he got trampled. But they're all gone now.

He took a deep breath then could feel some pain in his chest. His fractured rib hasn't fully recovered. It should have taken 2 more weeks for a complete recovery, but he refused to wait. He suddenly remembered his promise to Kim Yoonjae to do regular check up for his ribs.

Beep Beep.

A message notification appeared. Lee Changhyuk terminated his shower then wrapped his body with a towel.

He took his phone with one hand and used the other hand to dry his hair with a towel. His handsome face beamed in amusement as he saw the notification.

"'Hello, is everything ok?'" He read out the subject. "No wonder you got the super-host badge."

He made himself a cup of tea then sat himself on the sofa before reading the full message.

"Help with the luggages? Speak for yourself Miruku - chan. I've had enough of luggages for today." He shivered at the thought of a mountain of luggages then sipped the hot tea.

He completely forgot about his rib when he saw that pile of luggages. He shuddered at the thought of the small figured milk-girl moving the luggages all by herself, the next thing he knew he was carrying all of them.

"But if you still need help... I wonder if I could do something for you?"

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"It was the twins, I'm sorry." Kira made a 90 degree bow as he apologized to Erika Itoh.

Erika nodded, her cheeks were blushing but she tried to laugh it off.

"Of course I know it wasn't you. You would never say that to me." She pulled her long hair back timidly then handed Kira a glass of wine.

They were in a bar. The bar was not crowded as it was a high-end bar where you had to pay banks for a single drink. A jazz music filled the ambience.

Kira gave her a quick smile. Erika was as tall as Kira and loved flaunting her voluptuous body by wearing tight outfit. But that's not the reason why Kira enjoyed Erika's company. She was actually a bookworm and a music lover so they could communicate well as they liked a lot of common things.

"What's troubling you?" She asked as she poured herself a glass of wine.

"My heart is bleeding."

Erika was taken aback by Kira's answer but she faked a smile.

"I thought you were healing? You told me last time, right?"

"I'm going crazy." He chugged down the wine then continued.

"I am so confused. She was there and I was..."

He could not finish his sentence. He took the wine bottle then filled his glass.

Erika put her wine glass abruptly on the table.

"You can use me. Just like you normally do. It should help, right? It always makes you feel better." She said nonchalantly but her heart was beating fast. She didn't take her eyes off Kira, trying to convince him.

Kira put the bottle down then sat himself straight as if he just realized something. He looked her in the eye.

"I am sorry but, I only came here to apologize. You can slap me if you want."

Erika locked her lips, her eyes turned red as she was fighting back the tears. Kira did not say anything further then asked for the bill. He gave the waiter his credit card then offered Erika a hand.

"Let me take you home."

Erika refused his hand but gave him another forced smile.

"I'll see you tomorrow on the set Kira. You are filming tomorrow, right?"

Kira shook his head then got up from his seat.

"Don't come."