Coming out to Seoul, South Korea, you'd never expect to be working for the Cha Cha Malone, You had originally come to AOMG to learn the ins and outs of the music industry, hoping to become a producer, yourself, in the future. After frequenting the building on numerous occasions, in hopes of securing a position within the company. So when you received a phone call, one night after a long day of job searching, you couldn't help but do your happy dance in your pajamas and bunny slippers. You were told about an opening at AOMG, thankful you wouldn't have to resort to working fast food to pay the bills.
The next morning, you made sure to wake up and hour earlier than usual. Getting out the shower and picking your outfit, you decided on a pair of olive green slacks and a cream-colored button-up, matching the latter with your cream pumps with the gold detailing. You slicked your curly hair into a low ponytail with a deep side part, making sure to fleek the baby hairs on the perimeter of your hairline perfectly. You kept your makeup simple, but bold, by wearing a BB cream, a pair of false lashes, and a vivid, cranberry liquid lipstick. Not to mention, your eyebrows were also done to perfection.
Grabbing your keys, cell phone, and purse, you headed out the door and into the brisk autumn air, quickly hopping into your car and starting it. Your car’s Bluetooth automatically connected to your phone and you began to scroll through your music, deciding to play Jay Park’s Everything You Wanted album on your commute. You bopped you head to Me Like Yuh as you wove through the morning Seoul traffic, lightly drumming on the steering wheel. Pulling into the AOMG parking lot, your favorite song on the album started: Feature ft. Cha Cha Malone. Looking at the clock on your dashboard, you were still fifteen minutes early and decided that you had enough time to ‘jam out to this bop real quick.’
“Wanna grab you by ya booty, ya booty,” you sang out, grooving in the driver’s seat until you happened to make eye contact with someone coming out of their car, and immediately froze, almost turning a bright red while you scrambled through the passenger seat for your phone, turning the music off. You looked back up at them slowly, finding them still staring at you through your car window. You smiled awkwardly and gave a small wave toward the spectator and they quickly proceeded to the building’s entrance. “Great,” you sighed to yourself, gathering your belongings and turning off your car, exiting briefly. “The foreigner made a fool out of herself on the first day.” You walked towards the main entrance, ensuring not to add to your embarrassment by tripping and falling on your face as well. “At least I’m early,” you said pushing open the giant glass door. You proceeded to walk up to the front desk to check in.
“First and last name?” the receptionist inquired with a welcoming smile. You tell her your name while pulling out your ID to hand to her as well. After typing something into the computer, she hands you a badge with your name printed on it as well as the AOMG logo. “This is yours, and you can go ahead and have a seat over there. Mr. Malone will be with you shortly,” she pointed to a waiting area with a coffee table, clad with numerous magazines.
“Okay tha-” you started to bow before fully comprehending her words. “Sorry, maybe I didn't hear you clearly. Did you just say Malone as in-?”
“Cha Cha Malone,” a deep voice cut you off from behind you. You spun around to see Cha Cha, in the flesh, looking fine as hell in a navy blue suit and a blinding white smile. You picked your jaw off the floor before bowing and sticking your hand out to shake his simultaneously, not knowing which to do first.
“My name is-”
“I know who you are,” Cha Cha smiled even brighter, taking your hand to shake it. “With a resume like that, how could I not know who you are?”
A small “oh,” was all you could manage, as your eyes fell to your still-connected hands and you face began to heat up at the contact. Cha Cha nonchalantly dropped your hand and guided you towards the elevator, looking over his shoulder to see if you were still following. You shyly smile back at his cuteness.
“You don't seem very excited for your first day,” he playfully frowned, pushing the button to call the elevator to the first floor.
“Well, of course, I'm excited,” you frowned back, shrugging your shoulders. “But there are probably tons of other candidates applying for the same position, so I don't want to get my hopes up too high, in case I don't get picked.” You were lying; your hopes were sky-high and you were already doing backflips in your head.
“You already have it,” Cha Cha said simply as the elevator dang, indicating that it had arrived, and he boarded. “The position is yours.”
“What?” You blinked, feet froze in place. The elevator doors almost closed on you before he stopped them, motioning for you to also board. “I-I-...” you tried to form a sentence. “But, how?” was all you could come up with.
“Well,” he began, placing a long, tanned finger on his chiseled chin, pretending to be deep in thought. “Let me put it this way: If someone was sending in their resume every week, for say-How long have you been in Seoul?” he interrupted himself.
“Two months,” you squeaked out.
“For the past two months,” he continued, “a very impressive resume by the way, wouldn't you want to hire them off of pure dedication alone?”
“ I guess,” you said to the gold buckles on your shoes, finding it harder to make eye contact with him after such flattery.
“ I thought Minji explained this to you over the phone.” He punched the button for the 7th floor, after what felt like an eternity of being in a still elevator.
“She probably did.” you finally looked up, still not meeting his eyes, instead, choosing to speak to his full lips. “You see, my Korean is still a little rusty, so some of what she said kind of went right over my head.” Cha Cha only chuckled in response, petting the top of your head and exiting the elevator as soon as the doors opened. You followed close behind, filing out of the elevator into a long hallway. At the end of the hallway was a door marked Studio A with a small glass window at the top. Cha Cha punched in the code and opened the door.
“And this,” he gestured for you to enter first, “is where the magic happens.” You found yourself picking your jaw up off of the ground for a second time that morning as your eyes explored the room, trying to take in every detail before you woke up from this oh-so-realistic dream you were in.
“I'm just kidding,” Chacha plopped into a big leather desk chair, behind the soundboard. “We don't do actual magic in here, just some really dope music, and sometimes we just play around.” He looked at you to say something.
Silence
“What? You never been in a recording studio before?”
“Never,” You released a breath you didn't know you were holding in.
“ Then how'd you make all those dope ass mixes?” He sat up in his chair.
“GarageBand,” you admitted. Did he listen to your music?
“Well then you're really in for a treat today,” he chuckled, pulling his wallet out of his blazer pocket and sliding out a black credit card reaching out to give it to you. “Go to that coffee shop down the street and get two hot americanos and whatever you want of course.” You give him a puzzled look as you take the card into your digits, like some sacred ancient document that shouldn't be held with bare hands. “Did you forget you were my assistant?” he questioned sternly.
“No,” you lied. “Sorry sir,” you mutter in Korean, bowing politely. “Thank you, sir,” bowing once more.
“ Cha Cha is fine,” the man laughed out loud. “And English is also fine.”
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“Stupid, stupid stupid,” you lightly smacked your forehead in the driver’s seat of your car. “Sorry, sir” “thank you, sir,” you mocked yourself before pulling out of the driveway, heading to the coffee shop. You hoped that your first and most simple task wouldn't be disrupted by your apparent incompetence today.
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On the way back from picking up the coffee, your frustration slowly dissolved, a wide grin appearing on your face as your recalled being complimented by Cha Cha-freaking-Malone, one of the most infamous producers in the Korean hip-hop game right now.
The gleeful moment did not last long, however, as you were reminded once more that today was indeed one filled with unfortunate events. You pursed your lips, fixing your face into a scowl as you glared at the giant black SUV that took your previous parking spot. “How lucky am I today? You began circling the parking lot.
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“Hey sorry I took so long, you use your back to push open the door to Studio A, walking backwards into the room. “Some idiot in a black Escalade took my spot, so I had to circle the block like 100 times to finally find parking. I hope your drinks aren’t col-” you spun around, expecting only one body, but finding two.
“I wanted to introduce you to Mr. Lee Seong-Hwa,” Cha Cha spoke “a.k.a. the idiot who took your parking spot a.k.a.-”
“Gray,” you finished with a blank stare, unsure if you were more starstruck or mortified at this moment.
More silence
“She’s cute and feisty. Can we keep her?” Gray pouted at Cha Cha, hopping off of his seat atop the counter to cross the room to you. The artist was wearing a white knit long sleeve that hung off his body like it was made specifically for him. The low neckline of the top revealed his collarbones in a way that made you lick your lips and the exposed skin. The gold chain necklace he wore dangled right above his clavicle, and a pair of distressed denim jeans clung to his lengthy legs as he stalked towards you. You couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at the sight before you. “And you are?’ he made such intense, overwhelming eye contact as he lifted the drinks from your hands, causing the words to get stuck in your throat.
“She’s my new assistant,” Cha Cha answered for you, causing Gray’s head to snap behind himself, attention shifting back to Cha Cha for a moment.
“I’m his new assistant,” you repeated, Gray’s eyes shifting back to yours once more and you can feel the heat radiating off of your cheeks.
“Since we’ve had our introductions,” the producer claps his hands together, “let’s get started with this session, yeah?”
“Of course, boss,” Gray plopped the coffees into Cha Cha’s lap, blowing you a kiss once he stepped inside the booth.
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The recording session went so smoothly and effortlessly. The two men switched off between recording and engineering so flawlessly that you would've thought it was rehearsed, had you not known better. The best you could do was scribble some notes in your journal and try not to blink in an effort of not missing anything. You wanted to be able to absorb as much knowledge (and wishfully, talent) as you possibly could for one session.
Gray's voice was deep, almost robotic when he rhymed, rapping formulaically and to a beat that seemed to sync with the one in your chest. Cha Cha, on the other hand, approached the mic in a more passionate way. His singing came from somewhere deep and it sounded different than anything else the producer had written before.
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“So what did you think?” Gray asked, resting one arm on your shoulder while you sat on the lounge couch that was to the right of the door, facing the entirety of the studio. You shrunk a bit under his touch, unexpecting of it.
“I really enjoyed the track actually. The contrast of your guys’ voices really gives the song character. Not to mention the piano in the background. That was you, wasn’t it Gray?” he nodded. “I love when contemporary artists put actual instruments into their music instead of just everything coming off an eclectic soundboard. It gave the song such a classical flare.” you grinned, looking up at the man, and he smiled cheekily back down at you.
Cha Cha was currently putting some final touches on another track whilst the two of you chatted.
“Since y'all are already taking a break, why don’t you get us some lunch?” Cha Cha said, not turning his chair, nor his head around to face anyone.
“It's ok,” you reassured the men, “you guys probably have a lot to work on still. I can go alone, what do you want to eat?” You grabbed your pen to jot down the men's requests.
“Nah its cool,” Gray insisted. “I have a really complicated order. I’ll come with you… and I’ll pay.”
“Oh okay” was all you could muster before Gray had already pulled you out the studio and down the hallway. “You can let go of my wrist now before you disconnect it from the rest of my body.” He dropped the limb as soon as you two entered the elevator, apologizing repeatedly. “It's alright,” you reassured him, massaging your sore arm socket. You pressed the button to the lobby floor.
“Let's take my car,” he led you out of the lobby, towards your stollen parking space, this time more gently, opting to grab your hand, rather than your wrist. You smiled to yourself at the thought of your hand being held by a famous person, and such a good looking one at that.
“Okay,” you agreed, “only so we don't have to walk all the way to where I'm parked. Also, I’m driving.”
“What?” Gray objected. “Why would I let Cha Cha’s assistant drive my car?”
“Because,” you let go of his hand and walked towards the driver’s side of the SUV. “If you drive anything like you walk, I’m not getting in this death trap with you.”
“Point,” he held up his index finger.
“Keys, please” you held out both hands and the singer reached into his back pocket, tossing them to you. Unlocking the doors, you took a big step up, reaching up to hold on to the handles, in an attempt to enter such a huge vehicle. You felt two large, warm hands on either side of your waist and turned your head to see Gray helping push you up into the driver’s seat. Once settled, you felt cold where his hands once were. You started the car and turned on the heater.
“You're so damn short,” he laughed, still standing on the driver's side, holding the door wide open, preventing you from closing it. “Do your feet even touch the pedals?” he teased, grabbing at your ankle.
“I'll have you know,” you kicked his hand away, “that I am the average height of women in the U.S.”
“Wow did you look that up all by yourself?”
“Look,” you rolled your eyes playfully. “Either you get in this car, or ill leave you right here. It makes no difference to me.” you smiled as you watched him jog over to the passenger door. You were finally able to fully shut yours and feel the full effect of the car’s heater. He quickly hopped into the warmth of the vehicle. You both fastened your seatbelts and you pulled out onto the road. “So what did y'all want to eat? Do you have Cha Cha’s number?”
“I’ll ask him what he's in the mood for,” the man quickly typed up a message and hit ‘send.’ Not even ten seconds later, his phone vibrated with a reply text. “He wants pizza,” Gray announced, placing his phone back in his pocket and folding his hands behind his head.
“Seriously?” you scoffed. “Pizza? We could've just stayed back at the studio and gotten that delivered.”
“The guy wants what he wants. Plus, if we hadn't left, I wouldn't have been able to show you this,” Gray uncrossed his hands, sat up, and pressed a button on the car’s dashboard.
“Show me what- oh warm.” you hummed, pleased with the car’s built-in seat heaters. Gray sat back in his seat, satisfied with your reaction.
“Make a left up here,” he pointed out. “There’s a good spot right up here.”
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“So what toppings do you like?” Gray asked when you two finally found parking on the crowded streets.
“Hm,” you placed a finger on your chin. “I’m good with the usual pepperoni. What about you? What did you have in mind.”
“Pepperoni's good. What about corn?” Gray began to exit the car.
“Corn on pizza?” your eyes were probably bugging out of your head at the moment, not to mention the wind had hit you the exact moment you opened your door, probably causing you to make an even uglier face. To your misfortune, Gray had seen all of it.
“You really hate corn that much?” he chuckled, jogging around the car to your side to help you jump down.
“No,” you threw your arms around yourself as soon as your feet touched the ground. “It's freezing.”
“Ahh, you're cold,” he held his hand out. “Keys please.” You tossed them back to him. Probably as fast as you've ever seen someone, he had popped the trunk, went through the back, pulled out a jacket and had it draped over your shoulders in a matter of seconds. “I don't know why you didn't bring a jacket.”
“In my defense,” you pulled your arms through the sleeves. “Fall in California is way different. I wouldn't even need to wear pants most of the time.” Gray arched an eyebrow at your wording and you became a stuttering mess. “Y-you know w-what I mean,” you playfully smacked his side with the loose end of your sleeve that your arm didn't reach. “Shorts, skirts, dress, summer clothes, you pervert.” You two began walking towards the entrance of the pizza shop.
“Do you miss it?”
“Well,” you hesitated. “Yeah… eternal summers, the beach with my friends”
“Don't look so sad,” Gray wrapped his arm around both of your shoulders, pulling you into the storefront. “We’re here.”
“This feels expensive,” you flailed your arms in small circles in front of yourself as you walked.
“It is.”
“Oh,” you halted all movement. The smell of pizza dough being baked and cheese being melted surrounded the two of you and you couldn't help but inhale deeply through your nose.
“Smell’s good huh?” Gray’s arm was still wrapped around you, adding to the warmth of his coat and the heat from the shop. You nodded your head excitedly, feeling your stomach grumble from not having anything to eat all day. As you began to come down from your pizza shop high, you started to notice other people in the room… and the fact that they were all staring. An uneasiness began to settle at the pit of your stomach. You weren't one for big crowds or audiences for that matter, especially when all you wanted to do was stuff your face with some pizza.
“Uh… Gray,” you poked at his side, gaining his attention from the menu.
“Huh?” his eyes met your concerned ones.
“People are staring at us,” you whispered, pointing to the audience the two of you acquired from simply standing there. “Hard, they're staring hard Gray.”
“Well,” he barely glanced at the crowd, causing a couple of the woman to gasp. “Let me put it this way. You're foreign and I'm famous. People are going to stare. Just try and ignore them.”
“I-I can't.” you stammer. “There's like, a lot of people in here.” You could feel the heat building up inside of gray’s jacket. What offered you comfort only a moment ago had soon become almost suffocating.
“Try picturing us in our underwear then. I hear that helps.”
“That’s not how it works, you idiot.”
“You wanna wait in the car?” He dangled his keys in front of your face and you snatched them as quick as possible, jogging through the front door and back into the cold of the autumn, feeling the air prick at your cheeks. You breathed a sigh of relief once you were back inside the comfort of the car. You chose to take the passenger seat instead of driving. Your hands were probably too shaky from the adrenaline to drive right now. You took your phone out to check some emails, scroll through Facebook to see what folks back home were up to, and play a few games of Candy Crush. Before you knew it, you had dozed off in the car.
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You awoke to be patted gently on the shoulder.
“Come on let’s go,” you opened your eyes to a dangerously close Gray. “Good morning sleeping beauty.” the man beamed.
“I-Uh,” your sleepy brain unable to form sentences just yet.
“Help me carry the pizzas upstairs, yeah?” You nodded your head, taking a steaming box of hot pizza from the back seat and following the man into the building.
When you two reentered the studio, you could see Cha Cha, suit jacket long removed, hunched over the soundboard, with a pair of Beats on. He nodded to whatever was blasting through the speakers. He didn't even notice your entrance until the unmistakable cheesy, greasy scent invaded his nostrils. He spun around in his chair, another blindingly bright smile assaulted your eyes. You almost held up your hand as if you were looking directly at the sun. you smiled back as you boss removed his headphones.
“We brought pizza!” you cheered sleepily holding out the hot box in your hands towards him until he took it from you.
“I can see y’all got kinda comfy huh?” Cha Cha nodded towards the men’s jacket that you definitely were not wearing when you left the building.
“Yeah,” Gray chimed in. “Actually-”
“No!” you found your mouth moving before you could stop it. “Absolutely not,” you laughed nervously whilst removing the borrowed jacket from your body and placing it on the sofa. “Um, let's eat you guys. I bet you're starving after recording for so long.” Another awkward laugh found its way out.
AOMG’s concert finishes successfully tonight. Even I can’t think straight but I shouldn’t disappoint our fans that already waiting for our performance. Jukyung words keep repeating on my head. But I don’t even dare to ask Jukyung about this. I’m afraid that all of this is just misunderstanding and how fool I am all this time. (Y/N) and I have been in relationship for long time but why I couldn’t believe her even though I know her so well that she won’t do such a thing. Why I can’t throw my damn pride and ask her what really happen?
“Trauma with alcohol?” Simon offering me drinks when he notices me dazed in the corner of the club at our after party concert. Wegun playing Mommae and everybody enjoy it. I thought no one will pay attention to me.
“Ah, no hyung. I just don’t feel like drinking tonight.” I sent him smile that maybe weak enough and makes him worried about me.
“Sunghwa, you know you can tell me anything if you want. I’ll listen to your rants and bring it to my grave.” He patted my shoulder to encourage me.
“It’s nothing hyung.” It’s not that I don’t believe Simon to tell him about my feeling. But I feel ashamed with my attitude lately.
“If it’s about Areum, you know that she doesn’t deserve any second of your time even to show on your thought. But if it’s about (Y/N), you still have time dude. You know what you have to do. Go get her now.” Simon’s words are true. I shouldn’t waste my times here only thinking without do anything.
“Hyung, I have to go.” He smiles and nodded his head agree with my decision.
The drive to her home feels like forever. I can’t wait to knock on her door to see her again, or maybe hugs her if I am lucky enough. Arrive at her parking lot that always holds my steps everytime I come to her house, now I am running to elevator and pressing the button to her floor.
‘Ding’ the elevator doors open and I arrived at her floor. I never realize that her apartment hall could make me longing like this. I take step by step until I stand in front of her door. All the sweet memories with her flashing back on my mind. How she usually opens her doors and jump with happiness to see me with beautiful flowers for her. How she showering me with kisses and telling me how miss her everytime I’m not around. She’s everything to me all this time, but why I couldn’t even realize it? Tears rolling down on my cheeks thinking about that.
“Oppa?” She was there, standing next to me with her cute pajama holding plastic bag from groceries.
“Oh hi?” I greet her awkwardly.
“I’m just about making late night snack. Wanna join?” She holds her plastic bag higher to show me what she just bought. Since I don’t give her much reaction, she just opens her door and I follow her from behind. How can she act normal like nothing happen between us? Is she already forgiving me? Or she already forgets me? The door closed and I can’t act like nothing happen again. All feeling inside me explode when it just two of us. It’s neither her beauty nor body that I need. The comfort that she gives can’t be replaced by anyone. Even her clone, can’t give me a little bit of her warmth. I back hugged her and bury my head on her shoulder. I don’t care if she’ll slap me or hating me after this. I just need her back in my life.
“I’m sorry.” That’s the most perfect word that could describe what I really feel now. She turns her back and facing me. She holds my face with her tiny palms and it feels like I back home.
“Jukyung told me.” I nodded my head and hold her palm that still holding me. “I’m so…” She put her lips on me before I finish my words. I pull her closer and deepen the kiss. I miss her. I really miss her presence.
“Sstt… Just think that this is as another test for our relationship to take the next level okay?” I was such a fool for leaving her before so I hug her tight and I don’t think I’ll let her go again forever.
Note : I’m sorry for poor ending :( I can’t think how to end this story but I can’t make you guys wait again for too long. Forgive me T.T Maybe I’ll be back with another story. Love you guys <3
I was trying to avoid going to sleep. I was so tired but these past few days I'd had the most realistic nightmares that made me wake up covered in sweat often screaming or crying. I hadn't told my friends about it because I didn't want to worry them and feel like I burdened them. But my best friend gray had started to notice that something was up, I was more apprehensive and often very tired. We were gonna watch some movies that evening and I relished the thought of getting my mind of the nightmares. Gray came over with take out and we started eating first. "Are you alright?" He gave me a concerned look. "Yes?" I questioned his intentions. "Because you don't seem alright lately..." He kept staring at me. I'd never been good at lying or keeping secrets from him, he always had a way of prying information out of me. "It's just that I've been having some troubles sleeping." I sighed, not really wanting to relieve the terrifying dreams. It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the full truth either. He scrutinized my face. "And that's all?" He questioned me again. I sighed again. "I've been having some bad dreams." I looked away avoiding his gaze. "What kind?" He sat closer. "Just.....bad dreams." I shuddered at the memories. His look softened when I looked at him. "Don't cry." He took my hand in his. I hadn't even realized tears were rolling down my face. I reached up my hand and found a damp cheek. "Sorry." I squeezed his hand. "You know you can tell me anything right? I'm here for you!" He came over and hugged me. "I know! Thanks!" He kissed my forehead before dragging me over to the couch to watch a movie. "I'll stay with you tonight so don't worry." He sqeezed my hand again. I was so happy gray cared so much for me. I was worried he'd feel like I was burdensome because of it, but in the end I'm glad I told him. We finished watching the movie and put on another. I wasn't ready to go to sleep out of fear of the night. After watching three movies I reluctantly agreed to go to bed. He sat next to me on the bed and turned to walk when I grabbed his hand. "Please don't leave me. Stay, I'm scared." I dragged his hand closer and he lay down across from me on the bed still holding on to my hand. "Don't worry I won't leave you!" He squeezed my hand. I finally started relaxing and felt my self drifting. Some dark shapes were taking form and I started shifting in bed. A pair of arms snaked around me, and a rhythmic heartbeat started to play in my ear as I lay on a chest. The dark shapes started to recede and instead I was filled with a calm as I lay in gray's arms. I woke up next morning still holding tightly to gray. It felt warm and safe. I hadn't had a good nights sleep in at least a week and finally I felt relaxed and rested. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up. Gray was still with his eyes closed. He looked sweet and I couldn't help but reach up and brush some hairs out of his face. His heartbeat was slow and his breathing light. I watched him for what felt forever until he opened his eyes and looked down at me. "Hey." He smiled groggily. "Hi!" Hi smiled back. "Thank you." I rested my head on his chest again, hugging him. "No worries, that's what best friends are for you know!" He brushed his hand across my back. We stayed together just resting in bed for a long time. I needed him and he was there for me.
“(Y/N)?” This girl is really looks like her. Is she really (Y/N)?
“(Y/N)? No, my name is Areum. Wait; are you that famous producer, Gray?” She pulls my hand and look at me really close than before.
“Yes I’m Gray.” I take a better look at her. Her face really looks like (Y/N) and her height also similar. But her arm full with tattoo and she wear too revealing outfit. Other than that she’s really like (Y/N).
I don’t know what’s getting into me but I feel attract to this girl right away. So we spend the night get know each other and I ask her out before the night end. Surprisingly she accepts me and I assume we begin dating now. Simon D hyung saw us together but he didn’t say anything at that time.
“So, having fun last night?” That is the first thing that SimonD hyung said when he sees me in the next day.
“What?” I said defensive.
“I ask, did you have fun last night?” Is it just me that being too sensitive but his voice sound bitter? Now all attention focuses on us. Actually we have meeting for our next concert so no one absent on this meeting. They seem really interesting with our conversation.
“Well yeah, I got girlfriend.” I said simply like nothing special about that.
“You what hyung?!” That was Loco. Other member also has same expression with him. Disbelieve.
“Life should go on. I just continue my life. Anything wrong with that?” I said and checking other reaction.
“Okay, when are you planning to introduce your new girlfriend to us?” I know they don’t like the idea of me getting new girlfriend this fast. They’re too fond with (Y/N). But it’s not me, but (Y/N) that cheats on me.
“Soon. I’ll invite her to our concert and please behave.” I give a strong glare to Jukyung that I’m sure won’t like Areum and will take (Y/N) side since they’re best buddies. They nodded and don’t talk about me ‘got a new girlfriend’ again that day.
“Hi (Y/N), how have you been?” That was Jukyung calling me in the morning.
“Hmm…What should I say? A little bit better?” I answer him with chuckle.
“I miss you so much, really.” He said with his unusual sad tone.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Now he successfully makes me worried.
“I don’t know. It feels different since there no you around here.”
“Haha so you just miss me? Let’s hang out later then. Don’t be sad like that. I’m worried as hell.”
“Can’t we meet tonight?” Now he pleaded. I just broke up with Gray but I feel Jukyung sadder than him. It’s really disappointed me.
“Tonight? I’ll discharge tomorrow. But if you wanna meet me tonight, just come here.”
“Discharge?” He sounds so surprise.
“Yes. I’ve been hospitalizing for one week and since I’m getting better, I can go home tomorrow. So, you want to come here or?” I wait for his respond but he doesn’t say anything.
“Jukyung?” I call him.
“Yeah. I don’t think I can meet you soon. I have to practice for the upcoming concert you know?”
“Huh? But you said you want to meet me?” His attitude change right away and I can sense that he lies about something.
“Yeah. Let’s meet later. Get well soon (Y/N). I have to go now. Bye.” He hangs off the phone.
“Who’s that? Sunghwa?” My mom asks and I can see that she still hoping that Sunghwa and I will get back together. I’ve told my parents that we already broke up and I never heard about him since that day we fight. So I ask them not put high hope that we’ll getting back again because I’m not sure either. A half of me hoping him will looking for me and apologize but my other half still angry with him. He knows better that I never confidence with myself. Especially when he’s surrounded by girls. They’re so pretty and I don’t see any reason why Sunghwa still stick with me all this time. But Sunghwa always reassured me patiently that having me around him is more than enough. He doesn’t need other girls because I can give him much love and comfort. I think I can’t give him comfort anymore that’s why he gone now.
“Jukyung Mom. Please.” I plead to her not to mention Sunghwa name again in front of me.
Today is our first date. I call her yesterday that I’ll pick her up this morning and we’ll spend our day together. I’m so excited to know her better honestly. She doesn’t let me in to her apartment so I just wait on parking lot. I can see her walking toward my direction with I don’t know maybe ‘not so my style’ revealing clothes. I mean it’s still chilly out there. If she wears those kinds of clothes on summer then I’ll be more understanding.
“Hey baby, I’m sorry I’m late.” She takes closer to me and pecks my lips. Wait, I thought we haven’t got our first kiss back then in the club but she really brave to start skin ship with me. And without knowing I just take a step back avoiding her. She furrows her brows.
“What happen? You don’t like my kiss?” She asks bluntly and caught me off guard.
“Ah no. Of course I like it. I’m just a little bit surprise.” I said embrace her protectively and open the car’s door for her. She already wears her seat belt when I reach the driver seat.
“This is for you. I don’t know what kind of flowers that you love, so I just bought rose. Tell me if you don’t like rose.” I handed her a bouquet of flowers that I usually bought for (Y/N) in every date. She’ll tear up because of happiness every time I give her flowers. I don’t recall how many flowers that I give to her and she still loves it. She said that flowers are so beautiful and she loves it so much.
“What the hell is this Gray?” She looks at me with disgusting face and yeah, she still calls me Gray instead of Sunghwa.
“Huh? This is flowers?” I’m not sure what her expression mean is.
“Yeah I know it is a bouquet of flowers. But why you give this to me?”
“Just… because…” Okay I’m speechless. I never expect this kind of reaction from her.
“Haha you don’t have to give me this kind of things Gray. They’ll end up in my trash can.”
“Ha…ha… right?” It is the only word that I manage to say and put the flowers on the back seat.
“Now let’s go. Where are we going to go today?” She asks while grab my thigh, make me flinch.
“I haven’t planed anything thoroughly. Maybe eat something and what do you wanna do?” I’m glad that I haven’t make any plan for our date because she might not like it at all so I’ll just ask for her opinion and do what she wanna does.
“Me? How about shopping?” She said excitedly.
“Shopping? Okay. That’s cool. I found a really cute shop that sell candles and handmade stuff. You will like it.” Last week I found that shop around Hongdae and I keep thinking to visit there some other times.
“Handmade? Are you crazy? I don’t wear anything without branded like that. You mistake Gray.” Now she’s sulky. Why I fell already tired when we just spend about 10 minutes together? I wanna go home now. Honestly, (Y/N) and I are into custom things right now. We’ll buy stuff like jacket, clutch bag, or wallet and modified it into our preference like repainting or add some other detail. It’s become our hobby for quite a while and I think I have to say good bye to them now.
“I’m sorry. I think our preference is really different that’s all.” I start the engine and begin to drive.
“So let’s eat first okay? What do you wanna eat?” Now I don’t even dare to say my preference again in front of her.
“It’s up to you. You decide the restaurant and I’ll decide the shopping place. Okay?” At least I can eat something that I like, right? I park my car in front of famous Korean home cook restaurant. This is me and (Y/N) favorite restaurant for breakfast.
“You’re into Korean food for breakfast?” No, she doesn’t like it again.
“If you don’t like it-“ She open the car’s door and leave me before I even finish my word. Great. I follow her inside the restaurant and I can see shock looks from the waiters. I’ve been here so many times with (Y/N) and now seeing me with other girl that ‘opposite’ from (Y/N) must be surprise them. But they still serve us of course.
“What do you want to eat?” I ask her again while looking at menu list.
“Whatever you want.” She said not so interested. So I order my favorite menu for me and (Y/N) favorite menu for her.
Finally our first date finished. I take her home after faking phone call from Jay that we had emergency meeting so I can ended our date faster. She’s really something. She doesn’t even sorry for bought so many stuffs with my money. It’s not that I’m stingy but it just our first date God damn.
I throw my body on the sofa and sigh loudly.
“Going through a lot today?” SimonD hyung tease me knowing that I just finish my first date with Areum.
“Maybe I’m too excited. That’s why I’m a little bit tired.” I can’t even honest about how I feel right now.
“So, how was that?” Now he tries to dig some information from me. I can’t say that it so uncomfortable and we didn’t match at all because he’ll blame me for sure.
“It’s wonderful.” I said short. Don’t even want to think about today ever again.
“Can’t wait to meet her in person later.” Damn. I forgot that they’ll meet Areum on the concert next week.
“Yeah, don’t be surprises okay?” At least I’ve warn him.
Baby, can I borrow your card?
After long day practices for AOMG concert it was the only text that Areum sent to me. I keep typing and erasing my reply to her. I don’t feel right to give my card to her. We just start this relationship and she already spent more than present I gave to (Y/N) before. I miss (Y/N) that always getting upset every time I bought branded bag or shoes for her. She told me to give it to my mom instead of her because she can afford it by herself and she doesn’t date me because of money. I wonder what she’s up to now.
“I’ve told you I can do it by myself.”
“Said someone that almost tripped in the bathroom.” Dean said with his sarcasm tone.
“Thank you for worrying me. But today I’ll discharge and you can leave me alone okay?” My eyes still fixed on my laptop doing some work left while Dean helping me packs my things. More than a week in hospital really makes me feel depressed. I can’t wait to hanging around and become sociable again.
“Finish! Let’s go home now. I’ll drive you.” Dean brings my things with him and I just take my laptop with me.
“Hey, don’t walk while typing on your laptop. You’ll-“ It don’t need to wait for Dean to finish his sentence. I trip on my own feet and it’s really hurt. Dean helps me to walk to his car and he even helps me until my apartment door after driving me home. He’s such a good friend.
I don’t even drink tonight but now I’m back in (Y/N)’s apartment parking lot. Without thinking, my body takes me back here. I’ll just wait a moment and take a leave quietly. Yeah that was what I’m thinking about until I see another familiar scene from last week. (Y/N) and Dean back together to her house again. They even walk so close together. I thought she loves me the same. But she already has another man now. I turn on my engine and leave her place without bothering them.
“Guys, she’s Areum.” Finally D-Day has come. I can’t even sleep properly last night. I don’t know how the guys will react when they meet Areum.
“Wow, Areum-ssi. Nice- Uhm… I mean nice to meet you.” Loco kindly approach us and greets her awkwardly. I’ve told her to wear something comfortable today. But she never listens. She wears other revealing clothes again, showing tattoos on her body.
“What’s up Areum!” That was Jay, greet her coolly. The rest of them only nodded their head and smile awkwardly to her. I’m so worried that she’ll feel left out. But again, I’m wrong. She never leaves Jay’s side while we’re in waiting room. She completely ignores me and I can see how other guys pitied me. I can read ‘I’ve told you’ words on their expression.
When Jay sends me uncomfortable sign, it’s the right time to take her out from here. I yank her arms to bring her outside and of course she doesn’t like that idea.
“What’s wrong with you?!” She said with her high pitched annoying voice.
“It should be my question. What’s wrong with you?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s enough Areum. I can’t hold in anymore. I know you never love me and you know I never love you too. But I thought you can behave in front of my friends. Didn’t you see how they pitied me when you throw your body to Jay just now?”
“Hey Gray, It’s not my fault if Jay’s hotter than you.”
“Yeah… I was my fault. I didn’t think too much and ignore my friend’s word. Areum, let’s just break up.”
“Okay then.” She said and walks away just like that. How can I’m so blind like this? She doesn’t even look sad. I can’t think straight but concert must go on. So I try to calm myself down for a moment and decide to back to the waiting room. But before I manage to fully open the door, I can hear their conversation through the door’s gap.
“Sunghwa hyung must be really upset.”
“I can’t deny that she really look like (Y/N) except her arms that full of tattoos and her bitchy attitude.”
“Hey, tattoos are not a bad thing!”
“Said someone whose has an arm full with tattoo.”
“Honestly, I’ve met (Y/N) few days ago.”
“You met her? Where?”
“In her house. I visit her after she’s discharge and met Dean there too.”
“So it’s true that (Y/N) dating Dean now?”
“Wait, what did you mean by discharge?”
“(Y/N) has been hospitalized over than a week after their break up and hyung didn’t know about this. Did you remember when Sunghwa hyung said that he saw Dean in (Y/N) apartment?”
“Ah, right he said that when he was drunk.”
“I’ve asked (Y/N) and it was a misunderstanding. When Hyung saw Dean there, (Y/N) already hospitalize and Dean helps to pick her things.”
“Oh God, this is worst. And now hyung trapped with that bitchy woman?”
“Should I tell hyung about this?”
PS. I’m sorry for long waited update :( I’ll try to update more often ;)
Only three days left until deadline and I’m still stuck on this page. This is my first time having a hard time to write scenario. I love romance, comedy or fantasy the most but as a movie’s writer I need to prove my talent and decide to challenge myself to write other genre and now I’m stuck with this melodrama story. Write a melodrama story really drain up all my positive energy. My entire mind clouded by sadness thought and it’s still not enough to finish this story.
“Having a hard time babe?” someone sit across my seat while I’m staring into my laptop without type anything.
“You know I’m really sucked with melodrama.” I’m messing my already mess hair for nth times.
“It’s because you’re too happy with me.” He said while sending a wink and snatches my coffee.
“Lee Sunghwa!” I’m not in the mood to joke around and he seems understand that this is really serious.
“Okay, don’t glare like you want to eat me alive. That’s not pretty you know?” He pats my head to calm me down. He really has a power to control me. Some of my friends already point out that I’m too obedient to him. I never think it was a bad thing to listen what he was saying, it was true after all. When I wear a short tight dress to my friend birthday party he’ll call me out to come back and change my dress because he said I’ll catch flu if wearing that. When I hang out with some of my friend which is mostly boys, he’ll forbid me to apply any makeup because he said that my bare face is the prettiest. And when Dean wants to pick me up for our club reunion he’ll insist to take me there because he said it’s too burdensome for Dean. I always do what he said and it frustrated my friends the most.
“Let’s go home. Maybe melodrama doesn’t match with café’s mood that’s why you still stuck there.” He grabs my backpack and leads me to his car.
“Ah… tonight I’ll be back late. Jessi held a birthday party and she invite me.” Sunghwa said breaks the silence on our way back home. When I heard Jessi’s name then the only person that pop up on my mind is Tiffany. It’s not like I hate her but as you already know, something was going on between Sunghwa and Tiffany before. Insecurities always hit me every time Tiffany’s name being mention and Sunghwa know the best about that.
“If it’s Jessi’s birthday then her ‘friend’ also invited?” I ask him while avoid mention Tiffany’s name. He remains silent for seconds before chuckles.
“Of course she’ll invite her friends to the party. It’s not a private party where only both of us there.” He reaches my palms and caresses it. He knows exactly what I want to ask and the way he answer my question seems want me to believe that’s nothing will happen on that party. I can’t forbid him to do anything so I just nodded my head understand. Furthermore I still have many things to do and I can’t keep him company tonight. Maybe I won’t able to sleep.
I keep writing the story all night long and Sunghwa still not back home. I take a glance at clock, it’s 04.00AM. I try to call him just to make sure he’s okay. After the second ring he accepts my call but no one speak. I just heard a loud noise and girl laughing voice.
“Oppa… Sunghwa oppa?” I try to call him but still no answer. I don’t know what’s on my mind at that time but I don’t hang off the phone and keep listening to the other line. It’s my first time doing that because I’m usually a quite positive person and never once I doubt him.
“Oppa, you got phone call.” The girl’s voice said.
“Don’t pick. Don’t pick. Just turn off fany-ah.” A man drunk voice can be heard on the other line that’s I believe is Sunghwa. And she really turns off the phone. I try to call again but its mailbox. With stress that already pile up; I don’t think I can bear with this. I wait for him until sun rise and finally I heard someone unlock the door. The drunken man comes to our living room without take off his shoes. He walks wobbly to my direction and hugs me.
“You already awake?” He asks me, act like sober.
“I’m not even sleep.” I answer him while restrain my anger.
“But my fany still pretty even doesn’t get any sleep.” He murmurs on my neck but I still can hear clearly that he said Tiffany’s name instead of mine. And the worst he put ‘my’ in front of her name.
“I’m not Tiffany. I’m (Y/N)” Now I raise my voice a bit.
“Ah right! I’ve back home so it’s (Y/N) now!” He said between his chuckles and that’s my last warning. I can’t hold it anymore. I push him back and make him fall on the floor.
“Yah!” he protest, tries to get up but failed. He ends up sit on the floor while looking at me with his furious eyes.
“What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?!” Now he begins yelling.
“I’m the one who should’ve asked you! Are you crazy Lee Sunghwa?! How drunk you are until you call me with tiffany’s name? Are you that happy spending the night with her while I’m here stuck with this laptop all night long?!” Tears already pour down on my cheeks. What I need the most now is him apologizing with his behavior and I’m all okay. But he doesn’t seem give up.
“(Y/N) why are you so sensitive? It’s not like you. You know I’m drunk yet you still blame me for that tiny mistake. What? Why? You don’t want to live with me again? Then leave! I can’t be with you if you keep this clingy!” As obedient as I am, when he tells me to leave, then I’ll leave. I bring my laptop and storm out from his house without pack any of my belonging there.
My head hurt so badly when I wake up. How much drink I took last night? I try to reach my phone on coffee table beside the bed but then I realize that I’m not on my bed. I’m lying down on the floor in the middle of living room. Standing seems impossible right now so I just crawl up to the couch there and make myself more comfortable. I see a half drink coffee on the table and it’s reminding me about what happened this morning. I’m so fuck up. Now (Y/N) really gone. I don’t know if we could make it up this time. This is my first time see her angry. Actually, she had never been angry before. She’s always my good girl. I decide to take more sleep to get rid my hangover since no (Y/N) then no hangover soup today.
“Hyung how was Jessi party last night? You told her why I couldn’t come right?” Jay who just comes out from studio takes a seat beside me.
“Worst.”
“Huh? Worst?”
“You should have come and stop me from this mess.” I pull my own hair frustrated and Jay kindly tries to stop me from pulling my hair before one of his artist become bald in front of his eyes.
“Okay hyung, calm down and spill. What happen?”
“Last night… on Jessi’s party I met Tiffany…” I said hesitantly don’t know how to tell him so he could see me less guilty.
“Hmm… you met Tiffany and you hang out with her until dawn and when (Y/N) called you worried because you haven’t come back home but the one who answer her call is Tiffany and (Y/N) angry at you?” He blabbed like already know everything.
“Yeah…”
“What? Am I right?! Shit!!! That was from the latest episode of weekly drama that Simon D hyung and I watch yesterday.” And it really did happen in real life.
“Not only that…” I try to continue my story so at least Jay can help me out.
“Not only that?! Okay continue, I wanna hear how fucked up you are.” I send him glare but only earn a big grin from him.
“When I back home, I kinda wrong calling her name…”
“It’s okay hyung. If you don’t call her name with Tiffany’s then everything’s gonna be fine. I know (Y/N). She’s a good girl. Maybe she just stress out. Call her and apologize. She’ll forgive you.” Jay pats my shoulder and smile like every problem already solved. I know (Y/N) too and if I don’t call her name with Tiffany’s then I won’t frustrated like this.
“What if I call her Tiffany?” I manage to pull Jay’s hand before he stands up and back to recording studio.
“Haha then I suggest you don’t come near Han River or balcony of your apartment Hyung. It’ll be the end of you.” He’s still smiling, thinking it was a joke until he realizes that my expression said otherwise.
“Shit Hyung! You really call her Tiffany? Oh God! You’re the worst! It’s the worst of the worst!!!” Jay hysterically said with much exaggerate. Jay’s voice must be heard until studio and make Simon D hyung and Loco who’s still recording come out.
“What happened?” Simon D hyung asks.
“Sunghwa hyung fucked up! He’s breaking up with (Y/N)!” Jay said while pointing his finger to me. Loco and Simon D hyung seem not believe him.
“What did you do until (Y/N) angry? That girl really kind though.” Simon D hyung cross his arms on his chest interrogate me. I believe this is AOMG where people here are my homies but why they’re gang up to blame me?
“He drunk and call (Y/N)’s name with Tiffany’s!” Again, Jay reassures Simon D hyung and Loco to believe him. Now they’re staring at me. Wait for my confirmation whether it was right. I nod and hang my head low. I can hear loud sigh from both of them.
“You really fucked up bro.” Simon D hyung pats my shoulder.
“But I’m curious. Who’s the lucky guy that gonna replace Sunghwa hyung and become (Y/N) next boyfriend?” Loco said absentmindedly and earning hisses from the other.
“We’re not breaking up!” I still can’t believe that our relationship will be end this pathetic.
“Yet.” That was Jay.
“Bro, just come to her home and kneeling down ask for her forgiveness.” It Simon D hyung idea but I believe a real man shouldn’t kneel down for a girl. I can apologizing but not kneel or cry in front of her. It’s a no.
After make up my mind for weeks finally I’m here at (Y/N) apartment parking lot with a bucket of flowers and her favorite banana ice cream. I take a look once again to mirror side, checking my appearance. Messy hair check, unshaven facial hair check, red eyes check, sad expression check. I’m ready to ask her forgiveness until I see Dean come out from (Y/N) apartment elevator carrying (Y/N) backpack. What is he doing here? It’s still 07.00AM and I’m sure (Y/N) just wake up around this time. Wait… does him spending night here?! Tch… I can’t believe this. It just two weeks since our break up yet she already allow a guy spending night with her? Or maybe she already plans to break up with me so she can date Dean. I cancel my entire plan to apologize and heading back to my studio.
“Oh Dean thank you! I know you’re always the best!” I snatch my backpack from him as he enters my room. He’s really my hero. Actually I don’t even expect he’ll answer my call because it’s still early and I’m sure he still sleeping. But he willing to get my laptop from my apartment and bring it here.
“If your parents know that I help you to get your laptop, I’m sure they’ll hate me. You should’ve rest here and forget about work. Do you know why you’re here in the first place?” I open my backpack and take out my laptop to check my email.
“Because I’m sick?” I give him my sweetest smile hoping he’ll stop nag for a while.
“You’re stress out because of your work and you don’t even eat properly. Do you know how worried I am when you call me to bring ambulance? I thought you’re dying!”
“Hmm… Almost?”
“It’s not funny (Y/N)!”
“Sorry?” He sighs and pulls the chair to sit beside me on the bed.
“But where’s Sunghwa hyung? I didn’t see him since yesterday?” I know he’ll ask this question.
“I don’t know. We broke up.”
“Ah you guys are broke… WHAT? Broke up? Why? I thought you’ll marry him?” I also think the same. I thought he’s the one that will marry me. But I think it just a dream now.
“Don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Hmm… now everything makes sense. We’ve been friend for years but never once I saw you stress out because of work. You love writing and enjoy it. When you tell me you stress because of the deadline I thought you’re getting slump but it’s not slump… its broken heart.” I throw my pillow to him and he catches it perfectly.
“Don’t think too much and rest well. I have to go now. Since you don’t have boyfriend now, call me if you need anything okay?” I don’t know if he’s really care or just teasing me. Maybe both.
“Hyung stop drinking! You look like a middle age man drinking alone here!” Loco tries to steal the rest of soju from me and put it back to refrigerator.
“Did she reject his apology?” Jay asks Loco with whisper tone yet I still hear it.
“I don’t ask for her forgiveness! I never want to apologize! It’s not my fault! It was her fault!” I yell half-drunk to them.
“But why there’s a bucket flower here? I thought you go to see her this morning?” Loco questioning me while take the bucket flower near the trash can.
“No! I don’t see her! I don’t wanna see her ever again!” The memory of Dean walking out from her house this morning still fresh and I can’t believe that she already move on while I’m still desperate thinking about her.
“Okay, Sunghwa. How about having fun tonight? You shouldn’t drink alone here. Let’s go!”
The club is quite full tonight. Simon D hyung ask me to join him here to having fun but all I do now is just drinking. I’m not in the mood to meet people and girls here are nothing compare to (Y/N). It just reminds me how fool I am to lose her. After few glasses I need to use bathroom but I can’t walk straight because of the alcohol. I walk carefully until I feel a girl with a drink in her hand bump into me and pour her drink on me.
“Oh I’m sorry! I didn’t see you.” Said the girl when I’m about to explode to her.
Pairing: Gray x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Requested by anonymous: A lazy at home day with Gray scenario please :)
You wake up startled thinking you were late for work so you intended to move over to see the clock but you were trapped in Sungwha’s arms, you glance at him still sleeping and move his arms away carefully. You lift yourself supporting your weight on your arms and roll over to your side. It’s 11 o’ clock, you really overslept. But then you realize it was Sunday, you have the day off and sigh in relief.
“Hmm, where are you going?” He asks you with his sleepy voice, still with his eyes closed and gripping your arm.
“I’m not going anywhere” you lay down again and face him, “Wake up, it’s late” you kiss his eyelids.
“Don’t want to, go back to sleep with me” he pulls you to his body and hugs you tight.
“I can’t, I’m not sleepy anymore. Wake up, don’t be so lazy” you lightly shake his shoulders.
“Ah, you’re so annoying” he kisses your hair and finally opens his eyes, “I’m hungry”
“Let’s go make something!” you try to pull away from him but he won’t let you.
“Don’t want to move, let’s stay like this” he smiles.
“But I’m hungry too! Food won’t just come to bed” you pout.
He groans and lets you go “Okay but since today it’s my free day that’s all I will be doing” you grab his wrist and help him stand up with you.
“Right, today’s you first free day in a while” you try to search for clothes to change instead of your pajamas but he won’t let you, again. “What’s with you today?” you giggle.
“Let’s stay like this all day” he embraces you “I really don’t want to do anything today” he kisses your lips several times.
“You’re such a pain in the ass” you give him a long kiss and he smiles in the middle of the kiss. “I’ll make breakfast, ok? You lay down and I’ll comeback soon”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you out?” he asks you sarcastically on his way back to bed.
“Actually I think–”
“Okay baby I’ll wait here for you” he cuts you off smiling like a little kid.
You laugh and roll your eyes “I hate you” you tell him with a little smile.
“I love you too baby” he says before you walk out of the room.
You prepared pancakes for both and ate them on bed while watching tv. You were gonna wash the dishes right away but he convinced you to do it later, making you stay in bed with him.
“Are we really not leaving the bed today?” you ask him a little surprised.
“Yes, we deserve it, we work hard” he opens his arms wide “Now come here and stop complaining, we’re gonna watch some movies” you bury yourself in his arms and he plays the movie.
“You’re so comfortable, I love days like this with you” you snuggle in his arms.
“I love them too but you know what I love more?”
“What?” you look up to him.
“You” he gives you a cheesy grin.
“That was so lame!” you turn to face him and he closes the gap between you kissing you slowly.
“But you love me like this, don’t you?” he asks you over your lips.
“Of course I do, so much” you kiss him once again, this time a deeper kiss, intertwining your fingers on his hair as his hands explore your back below the shirt. His tongue explores your mouth while your mind goes blank, letting yourself be carried away. He tries to lift up your shirt but you pull away from his kiss, your lips still touching, “S-Sungwha…”
“Yes?” he locks his lips with yours again.
“Do you want to do something more?” you ask him suggestively biting his lip.
“Yes” you were talking between kisses.
“Well it’s too bad because you said we weren’t doing anything today” you evilly smirk at him.
“Yah! That’s not fair” he sits up straight frowning while you laugh at him.
“Life isn’t fair buddy, I’m just sticking to your plan” you affirm proud of yourself.
He looks at you angry before coming up with something, “You’re right, life isn’t fair” then he suddenly starts to tickle your sides making you laugh even more, you try to stop him but he just tickles you more, he laughs along with you getting on top and stops tickling you. He removes the hair from your face and caress your cheek staring deeply into your eyes, words weren’t needed to express your love for each other, your gazes said it all.
“You know, we should really watch the movie” he chuckles and gets off of you.
“Yeah, we should” you smile at him and go back to your original positions.
“You know what else we should do later?”
“Are you gonna say something greasy again?”
“I was just gonna say we should order some pizza, damn” he pretends to be mad but it goes away when you kiss his cheek.
