(Jay's P.O.V.)
I yawned as I sat up in bed, scratching my head. My phone was buzzing with the loud and obnoxious sounds of dubstep, so, I quickly answered the call. "Hello...?" "JAY I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU FOR HOURS WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?!" Seven's voice went through the small device, blaring my ear drums, making me hold it away from my ear.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes, saying, "Dude, I've been asleep. You should know my sleep schedule with all those cameras you have placed in Rika's apartment." I groaned, and he laughed a nervous laugh. "A-Ah, right, how silly of me. You should be awake now, right? I have a question to ask of you..." I groaned and got out of bed, itching my head, making an even messier bedhead. "Yeah, what is it?" I sighed, walking into my kitchen, grabbing a milk carton and a box of cereal. "I... I need you to act as my girlfriend for, like, two hours. Come on, my boss said I should have a girlfriend by now, and I accidentally said that I do!!" I almost dropped my phone and everything that was in my arms. I placed all the items on the counter with a loud slam, and yelled, "YOU DID WHAT!?" I heard the other side of the line shift slightly, and I rubbed the bridge of my nose in annoyance.

I growled, and said, in a dangerous voice, "You owe me. BIG TIME." I growled through the phone, and I heard no breathing for a second. The last time a person owed me, they were cleaning my house for a month. I might not be as harsh this time, but oh, was this so annoying. I put the phone down on the counter and put it on speaker while pouring myself a bowl of cereal. Seven groaned on the other side of the phone, and said, "I'm busy with some big stuff for the next two months, how about I give you five boxes of Honey Budda Chips?" I raised a brow. He knows I have not tasted them, but still offers that to me? "If I do not like Honey Budda Chips, I get your maid for two weeks. How 'bout it?"

I heard him sigh, which made me smirk, saying, "Looks likes it's a deal. Is this like a formal or casual meeting, and what time?" "Formal fancy, and the meeting is at 7 P.M." I nodded, and said, "Cool, I'll be at your place at 6 to place the deal." "Alright, see you then!" He hung up, and I stuck my tongue out at the screen, and looked down at my finished bowl of cereal. I stretched in my chair, looking at my clock. "2 P.M. ... Ugh. Shower, shave, hair, outfit, makeup..... Damn it."

I stood up from my chair, placing the bowl in the sink, and headed towards the bedroom, setting up some potential formal attire.

I sighed at how emo and goth it looked, but it looked okay for formal attire, right? I sighed and shrugged, going back to getting into the shower. After many hours of trying not to fuck up the makeup on accident, I made it to Seven's house. I glared at the door when it asked how to say 'Honey, I love you' in Arabic'. I sighed, and actually looked up how to say it, and looked at the computer, and incoherently tried to say it. I sighed when it opened up, and I saw Seven at his computer, trying not to laugh. I glared at his head, and I think he felt it, as he stopped, and turned around gulping. "Ah, h-hey..." He trailed off, and stared at my outfit, mumbling something along the lines of not knowing that I had this in my closet.

I sighed, and raised a brow, saying, "You do know that I'm friends with two of the beauty gurus in the RFA, right? They would not stop bringing me around to shop after they saw me." He burst out laughing again, and I sighed, rolling my eyes. "You know, I can just go home-" He cut me off, handing me a bag of Honey Budda Chips. "I'm more of salty, sour type of girl, but I'll try it..." I carefully got a potato chip out, trying not to get any dust or grime on the black jacket. I bit into it carefully, and it seemed like Seven was watching my every move. I just don't want to mess up all the hard work I did. Even if the lipstick was a stain, I couldn't help BUT be careful, like I used to with lipstick. I hummed at the honey taste, along with butter. I could eat this, free food is always obliged if I like. I nodded and finished off the chip, smiling at him. "I'll take those five boxes home once that meeting is over."

I looked around his home, my cleaning instincts taking ago, as I started picking up some dirty laundry off of the floor, along with empty Doctor Pepper cans, Honey Budda Chip bags, and... a pair of glasses that were tinkered with? I decided to leave the glasses, and put the laundry in the hamper and the cans and chips bags in the trash. I hummed at how just a little cleaning goes a long way. Seven was staring at me with some intensity, so, I decided to break him out of his trance by pushing his glasses up his nose. "You're cute when you're not paying attention~" I hummed, smirking, booping his nose, and headed out to one of his favored cars, grabbing a pair of keys, unlocking the red one. The... Mustang, maybe? The eyes of the car kinda looked like the latest Mustang. I shrugged, I was never really good with cars anyway.

I stepped into the car, yelling, "YO, SEVEN! YOU COMING OR WHAT?!" I heard the scrambling of feet and smirked, starting the car, It always felt good to drive Seven's cars. Such speed... such grace... ah, just makes me drool when I hear the engine roar. Sure, I wasn't good with car names and such, but, damn, I had the love for speed. (SPEEEEEED IS KEEEEY-) I hummed when I heard Seven get in, and started pulling out of the parking lot.

It was mainly quiet, aside from the background sound of whatever was on the radio. Hips Don't Lie by Shakira came up on the radio, making me grin one of my goofy grins. "Ah man, I love this song!" I turned it up a bit more, tapping my fingers on the wheel, and sang the lyrics quietly while he was giving me directions to wherever where we were going. I parked in the parking lot, the song finishing up, and I stepped out of the car, tossing the keys to Seven. "You get to drive back. We're splitting the bill in half. Don't get too touchy." He nodded, catching the keys, and wrapped an arm around my waist, a light blush pondering onto his face. I laughed, and we walked in, the waiter asking if we were with the man that was in the corner of the restaurant.

I hummed, holding hands with Seven as we followed the waiter. This wasn't anything new to me, holding hands, I mean. I do it with a lot of people, so they don't loose me if we're somewhere with a lot of people. It was normal for people to loose me, since I get distracted easily by some things that happen around me. I've never been tested for it, but I may be ADD, or something along the lines of that. I hummed, wrapping an arm around his bicep as we approached the table, the man standing up with a large smile. "You must be the infamous Jaylin! I've heard so much about you!~"

He seemed way friendlier than what I've heard from what Seven, but I simply smiled, saying, "You must be Mr. Boss~ I've also heard a lot about you~ Seven talks about you with high respect, even if he does joke around a lot~." Now, I was just poking fun at Seven, but this isn't necessarily a lie. Seven and I are close friends, but not best friends, like Yoosung. Seven leaned over me, giving a small kiss on my temple, making me blush a bright pink. I coughed into my hand, and quickly sat down after formalities. I took off my jacket, placing it over my chair, since it was a bit warm in the restaurant. I quickly scanned my eyes over the menu, making small talk with the others, finally choosing something to eat and drink.

I hummed a small song, listening in on the conversation the two males were having, pretending I wasn't really paying attention. "She sure is a beauty... she must be a keeper." I blushed a bit at the comment, and I heard an, mhm, followed by some whispering. Seven wrapped and arm around me, bringing me as close as he can in two chairs, pressing a kiss on my cheek, my my face flush again. "See? I told you she still gets flustered when I do small things like this~" He teased, and the boss chuckled. I huffed, and turned towards him, glaring at him, and kissed the corner of his lips, saying, "Doesn't mean that you are either." I chuckled as I pulled away when the waiter came over, having me order two Doctor Peppers and the boss ordering himself a margarita.

I hummed, having pleasant conversations about anything and everything with Mr. Boss. I adjusted the watch on my wrist, looking at the time.

8:27 P.M. ... it's almost been an entire hour and a half, and Seven's been holding my hand, or something with me, for about thirty minutes... As I ran numbers through my head, Seven seemed to notice, making him smirk. "You know what's also so great about this woman? She's just as smart as I am, she's been staring at the wall with numbers in her head, probably! She majored in Biomedical Engineering, and she's able to run numbers and give you an answer in 10 seconds!" The boss smirked at the sudden realization that the two were talking to me, and I suddenly shouted 12. 12 time he's kissed me. Not on the lips, but he did. Seven tried not to laugh at the coordination of the numbers, because maybe he counted too. I sighed, and blushed, saying, "Not like you do the same thing. I had to take several mathematics exams. You, on the other hand, just need binary codes and shit, and you're good." I hmped and crossed my arms, the dress adjusting from the folded-hands-on-the-lap position to the crossed position.

He chuckled, and finished up his food, when I was already done, since I just ordered a simple salad. I already split the bill with the waiter, so Seven just needed to pay the other half. We talked for another 15 minutes, and when I saw it was now 9 o'clock I yawned, and laid my head against Seven's shoulder. "Looks like the pretty lady is tired, boss. We should get going." Seven said, smiling at his boss. I got up, shuffling to put on my leather jacket, and zipped it up. Seven laughed and wrapped and arm around my shoulders, saying goodbye to Mr. Boss, and headed out to the car. I hummed as the car door opened and closed after me, the rumble of the engine making me smile.

"God, Seven... your cars are just completely devine...~" I sighed delightfully as Seven chuckled. "If I gave you one of these cars, would you be my real girlfriend?~" I chuckled at his joke, and said, "I don't need cars. If you're gonna bribe me, you are gonna have to work much harder than that.

And oh boy, was I right about that...

(I hope you all enjoy this longer chapter! I was inspired to do more by a fellow follower (you know who you are) to continue writing. Next chapter, in planning on having it be a extremely fluffy chapter. I hope you continue reading, even though school is starting up, and I'll be a lot less active duringh school. Anyway, that includes my footnote! Bye bye, my lovely kittens!~)