Like the millenial woman that she is, Kylie scrolled down her instagram feed for long periods of time especially on days like these when she didn't have work. In her state, you would do the same too. Everytime she went out, fans would freak out at the mere sight of her. Although it is very flattering and she adores her fans, it can be overwhelming at times.

Her boredom was about to cross the borderline when she saw something that caught her attention. Her eyes widened and she could feel her blood heating up quickly. It was a picture of Ruru with this girl, presumably from the network. His hands were wrapped around her shoulders and the girl had hers around his torso. They both had killer grins facing the camera. What killed her more was the caption.

"Thank you for visiting, Sweetheart. Hope to see you again."

She won't deny it. The way that girl stares seems like she's belittling her. That girl isn't exactly ugly, far, far away from ugly. Her raven-black hair that fell straightly just below her shoulder looked so healthy and shiny. Her bronze complexity beautifully contrasted the plain white button-down blouse she was wearing. Her features screamed gorgeous all the way- from her round, dark brown orbs, button nose, and plump lips. Her legs are nice and long like a beauty queen's.

She felt very insecure and looking at that stupid boyfriend of hers didn't make it any better. His arm around her shoulder seemed to magnet to her sight.

She was just about to have a major meltdown when her door bell rang. She swiftly rose and ran to the gate.

"Hi, my love!" Ruru exclaimed so full of energy and charisma.

"Go away," she blankly said almost closing the gate at him.

Quickly, he barged in, "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Go away. What part of that do you not understand?" she glares at him.

"Miss Attitude, Damn!" he muttered.

She rolled her eyes and stormed inside her house. Ruru followed shortly with two paper bags in hand.

"Love, you hungry?" he asked casually. "I brought Açaí bowls."

"What are you doing here?"

"Bringing my girlfriend some food, my love," he smiled and kissed her forehead as he placed an ącaí bowl in front of her.

She quickly wiped her forehead, "I didn't ask you to. Go home."

"Ky, eat. You've been living off eggs, please eat this, my love," he sweet talked.

"I don't want to," she stood up and went upstairs.
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"Kylie Nicole, open this door and tell me what's wrong," he instructs, knocking on her bedroom door while his girlfriend threw a tantrum inside. "Ky, I will break this door-"

"No, don't!" she opened the door quickly. I mean, that door cost her a whole lot of money.

He cupped her face in his hands, "Tell me what's going on. Why are you mad, hm?"

She harshly threw his hands off her face and went back to the sushi roll of blankets that she was a while ago.

He sighed and dragged his hand across his face. She is always so hard to deal with when she's like this.

"Love, my love, I missed you. Did you miss me?" he snuggled her with all the blankets surrounding her tiny body.

"We saw each other yesterday. Stop being dramatic," she replied, her back to him.

"That's not what I asked, Ky."

"I don't care."

"Love," he cooed, "What's wrong? Tell me naman so I can fix it."

"Fix yourself," she thought. Yes, she knew she was being really immature, but he called another girl sweetheart!

"Mahal ko," he nuzzled her nape, "You know you can tell me anything. Sige na, tell me please."

"Leave. Me. Alone," she dropped each word sternly and got up, running to the kitchen downstairs.

"Kylie Nicole, what am I gonna do with you?!" he exclaims, thrashing his arms over her bed covers before getting up to follow her.
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"Mi amore," he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her waist while she was slicing an apple in the kitchen, quite furiously. "I brought you food, you don't need to make anything."

She shrugged and tried to get rid of his arms, but Ruru only tightened his grip. The stubborn lady in his arms was his responsibility.

"Come and eat, yeah? I'll feed you."

"Let go of me, will you?!" she huffed.

"Okay, that's it," he sighed.

"Wha-aaah!" she didn't even get to finish her sentence when Ruru gripped on her waist and carried her, heading to the living room. "Put me down, Ru! Let go!"

"Nope," he shook his head.

"Heeeelp! Help me! Saklolo!" she dramatically screamed.

"Ssshh!" he shushes her, covering her mouth with one hand while the other one carried her like some sort of laptop stuck on his hip. "Someone might hear you and think I'm raping you or something."

"Ru, put me down! Nahihilo ako, ano ba?!"

"My God, Babe, you pregnant?" he joked.

"Ru!" she squealed.

"Okay, okay," he said and put her down gently as he sat down on the couch. Swiftly, he took her by the waist and sat her down on his lap.

"No!"

He used one muscular arm to sweep her legs and put her in a position that made her seem like a kid on Santa's lap.

"Now, tell me what's up. Why are you so upset, misis ko?"

"I am not your wife," she glared at him.

He nuzzled her cheek and left a small kiss, "Well, not yet, but you will be."

She felt her heart soften up and she almost gave in, but she remembered that girl again.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. "That is if I'd still say yes after what you did," she whispered.

"Aha! So, it's something that I've done! What did I do, mi amore?" he baby talked and caressed her cheek.

She moved away her face, "Wala."

"Ky, if you don't tell me," he threatened his hand already raised with flexed fingers.

"Ooh, I'm so scared," she sarcastically replied.

"Ah, ganon? You won't tell me?" he raised his eyebrows, his hand getting closer to her each second.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when Ruru's playful fingers started to assault her tickle spots. Seems like he wasn't satisfied by her shrieks yet, so he started kissing her armpits.

"No! Stop! Ew, no! Ru, stop it! I-I can't b-breathe! Stop!" she panted between hysterical laughter.

"Sabihin mo muna sakin kung bakit ka nagkakaganito?"

"No!"

"Papakin ko ulit kili-kiki mo, gusto mo?" he threatened, laughing at himself.

"Papakin mo sweetheart mo!" she exclaimed trying to sound mad.

Ruru stopped midair, almost dropping Kylie on the floor. He stared at her like she was some sort of weirdo and started laughing hysterically, almost maniacally.

"Ano ba?!" Kylie screamed and threw a throw pillow at him.

"Hay, Diyos ko, ang misis ko po," he chuckled and kissed her cheek like she was a baby.

"Bahala ka diyan!" she slapped his arm and started to walk away. But before she could go too far, Ruru already caught up and trapped her in his arms.

"Selos ikaw?" he queried in a jocular tone.

She stayed quiet, still fuming with irritation.

"Ano? Selos ka? Selos ka, noh?" he teased.

She shook her head no with her lower lip in between her lips.

"Talaga ba?"

She nodded.

"Ang nagsisinungaling pinapapak ang kili-kili," Ruru raised his eyebrows again.

"Oo na! Oo na!" she admitted. "Nakakainis ka naman kase! Why the fuck would you call another girl 'sweetheart' when you have a girlfriend?! And you even had your arm around her sho-"

Her rant was cut off when Ruru's lips crashed into hers. She tried to break away from the kiss to try and rant again, but Ruru had his hand behind her head.

After he broke away from the kiss, Ruru had his fingers on Kylie's cheeks, pinching her and pursing his lips. "You are so damn adorable!"

"Go tell your sweetheart that," she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, Baby! There's no reason for you to be jealous, mahal ko, because you're the one I love," he explained. "And baby girl, she's just a fan. It was her birthday, so she visited the set to celebrate."

Kylie was still pouting, her eyes dropped to the floor.

"You don't need to be jealous, mi amore. You know, you're the only one I hold like this," he smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You're the only I kiss like this," he then left a quick kiss on her forehead. "Like this," he kissed her nose. "Like this," he kissed her lips. "Like this," his voice became lower, a bit more raspy almost seductive and he kissed that space between her head and neck and trailed down to her collarbone.

He was going to continue when she gently pulled his face, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, my love. I'm not mad at you," he grinned and pulled her closer to embrace her.

"I freaking hate you for calling her sweetheart," she mumbled against his clothing-covered chest.

"She was younger, of course I'd call her that!" he reasoned. "And that's okay because ikaw naman love of my life ko."

Kylie raised her head, "That's redundant."

Ruru carried her bridal style and ascended the flight of stairs to Kylie's room. He then put her down gently on the bed and cuddled up to her, "You're my LOML."

"Oh, remember that time nung di pa tayo umaamin and you posted that picture of us with the caption 'LOML' and our fans are too smart to be tricked so they found out what it meant?"

"Yeah, and we had to deny it and tell them it meant 'Living Off My Life.' Oh God, that was so unbelievably stupid!" he laughed as he reminisced.

"I'm so glad we're free now," Kylie smiled.

"Me too," he grinned at her meaningfully.

"What's that smile for, Mr. Madrid?" she raised one eyebrow.

"This," he replied shortly and raised her armpit to start kissing it.

Oh, Ruru!
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