My jaw drops to those words I did not expect to hear at all, and Joonha can be heard opening the door in an abrupt manner. "You bitch! I told you to stop saying that!"

"Never heard you say that," he shoots back. "Fuck off then," he slams the door, and in a few seconds, he comes back. "Wait, please," he ends the call.

What a way to leave me. I am not going to forget what Seunggil just said.

— Next day —

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2022.

6 am.

My alarm going off to wake me up, I reach out for my phone and stop it but realize what time it is, what happened last night.

I fell asleep before Joonha came back, I need to check if he came or text me.

I own my sleepy eyes and unlock my phone, but I instantly fall upon the chat. He did text me thirty minutes after the call ended. I must have been tired to fall asleep.

< hey, I'm sorry he talked to me about something that happened. Don't believe what he said, alright? That's not true ]

< are you mad? ]

I am so worried. He must have gone to sleep thinking I was upset about what I heard from his best friend. I need to hurry to text, he might see it once he wakes up.

[ hey, I'm so sorry I'm not mad at all but fell asleep while waiting:'c I hope you didn't misunderstand >

I sit up on my bed now that it is done, and I put my phone down. I have to get ready for work. A new week is starting, but I am already exhausted.

20 minutes later...

My morning routine almost over, I sit down on my bed, wearing only my underwear and bra, I put my thigh high socks on but take a peek at my phone screen.

Joonha already answered me.

I hurry to slide my first sock on and check what he sent me.

< ;-; ]

< you have no idea how fucking worried I was lmao I thought you really ignored me because of what he said. If you didn't answer this morning, I would have panicked ]

[ no! I'm sorry:( Why the hell would I be mad about that? You know how I am, I don't care about it >

< I know but still. And again it's not true, don't believe it ]

[ don't worry lmao even if it was. I'm not a kid, but anyway, how come you're awake at this hour? >

< I couldn't sleep and I keep waking up ]

[ oh okay. Try to sleep tho, you need rest >

< I know. I'll sleep better now that I know you're not mad lmao ]

[ :c♡ >

< I hope you had a good night. Don't overwork today♡ ]

[ I did^-^ I won't. Mondays are rarely busy, so it should be fine >

< hope so. I'm gonna try to sleep now ]

[ Sleep tight and take care >

< take care too ]

I smile and leave him alone to make sure he gets some sleep. He is so sweet and adorable.

— Two weeks later —

Monday, August 22nd, 2022.

11:50 am.

"You can put it over here, it's easier," my colleague tells me, so I place the food I brought for them on the table and sit next to the one I grew closer to these past weeks, Daejung.

"Can I take one?" he reaches out for the wraps, and I nod. "Yes, why do you think I put them there?"

"I don't know, maybe you only want some people to eat them," he chuckles but serves himself. "You'd be one of those people in this case," I open a bottle of flavored water to not eat right away, and he smiles at me but takes a bite of what I know a lot here likes.

Wondering where Joonha is at this right moment, I peek down at my phone again, constantly doing it as if it was almost a reflex. He has not texted me since this morning when he told me he was leaving the mansion, so I hope he is alright.

"Are you the one who made them?" Daejung chews on the food, and I decide to grab one too, feeling pretty hungry. "Yes, but my brother helped me."

"Well, they're delicious as always," he compliments me, offering me some delight and satisfaction.

I am so happy that I was hired here for this summer job, I feel really good, and most of my colleagues are so kind to me, I hope the boss will give me a permanent contract.

"Y/n," someone enters the room after I took my first bite, and I raise my head up to her. "I know this is your break, but a customer is asking for your help because of a product you suggested to him," she causes some nervousness, making me fear this person might be mad. "Is it for a bad reason?" I stand up and leave my food in my dish but take my phone. "No, don't worry."

I stay calm and get out of the room. "He's waiting outside because I told him the shop was closed for an hour," she points her finger at it and now takes her break too, so I head towards it.

I wonder which customer it is and if there is a problem.

My lips handling all of my nervous nibbling, I set my eyes on the glass door and open it, but once I catch sight of who it is, my heart skips a beat to speed up, and I smile from ear to ear.

"Hey," Joonha comes up to me and embraces my body, and I stand on my tiptoes to wrap my arms around his neck. "I missed you so much," he squeezes me against his warm body, his cologne finally spreading through my nose after I could not smell it for way too long. "I missed you so much too."

His fluffy hair tickling my skin, his tough hands gripping me, and his heart beating against mine after we spent so many days away from each other cause me to feel butterflies in every corner of my body.

I waited for this moment, and this is finally happening, he is finally here.

Without saying a word, we both hold each other tight, more fondly, intimately than we ever did, and my body shivers at the contact between his soft lips pressing a kiss on my neck. My breathing hitches, and he gives me another kiss on the jawline before moving his head back.

This feels so good, it is the first time he does that.

"How are you doing?" his blue eyes meet mine anew, not letting go of me, I put the heels of my feet back on the ground to lower my arms and cannot realize I am deeply affected by this situation. "Good, and you?"

"Good as well because I'm finally able to hold you," he still speaks the same way he used to it on the phone every night when we would bring this matter up, his stare piercing my soul with its steadiness, the affection I can perceive through it. "I didn't expect you to come here, you have no idea how happy this makes me."

"I couldn't wait for tonight, so I came here after passing by my house to hug my baby," he chuckles, his puppy meaning the world to him.

For some reason, this feels weird as if there was some tension, but not the bad kind of tension, instead, this is the one that makes your heart beat faster and fills you with excitement.

"I already asked my brother if I could come to your house, and he said yes," I warn him about the news since he made it obvious he wanted this multiple times. "For a whole week, hm? You're gonna stay with me for a whole week, right?" he attempts, his hand cupping my waist.

I smile but cannot answer with what I want. "I wish it was the case, but I don't think he'd let me stay for so long. I can try though."

"Try then, or I can do it, maybe this will work if I'm the one asking," he never takes his eyes off of mine as if they were magnets. "Maybe."

We both smile at each other, both seeming so full of bliss. He breaks eye context, but only to gaze down at my lips, and I do the exact same to finally see his lip ring near my skin again. His hands clutch my waist, my heart jumping at his every little action, he leans in and leaves a delicate kiss on my cheek but encircles my waist with his arms for the second time. "I'm gonna cuddle you until you tell me to get off of you," he chuckles, his touch feeling so thrilling on my body.

"You're never going to let go then," I make it obvious that I do not want him to stop, and he chuckles in my ear but looks at me. "Are you coming as soon as you're done here?"

"I'll pass by my house first," I shake my head, knowing I need to do a few things before going to his house. "Alright. I can't wait to be there," he slides his hands away from my body, sticks one in his pocket, and heaves the other up to my face. He brushes some strands of my hair as if he was fixing it, and I do not move at all, I stare at his pretty features.

"My mom wants to see me and know how this vacation went, so I'm gonna go," he makes eye contact and drifts his fingers back towards him. "Okay," I do not bother him with immature whining, and he smiles at me. "I'll text you once I'm home."

I nod to him, quietly, but he leans in and holds the side of my face to kiss my cheek. "See you later."

"See you," I intertwine my hands behind my back, shyly, and he gazes into my eyes pretty intensely before leaving.

He was so much more handsy than before that vacation. I am eager to be alone with him in his room.

•••

4 pm.

"Hey," I enter my brother's car, finally done with work today. He smiles at me and waits for me to put my seatbelt on. "How was your day?"

"Good, Joonha came to say hi," I feel the joy of earlier run through me again, and he raises his eyebrows but gets on the road. "That's great. When did he come?"

"When I was on my break," I reply, and I grab my phone to see if I received a text. "And I need to ask you something, by the way. You know how much I love you—"

"Don't even try. That shit doesn't work with me," he already stops me, aware of what I am about to do. I give up on this idea and go straight to the point, almost straight to it. "Well...it's been three weeks since we last spent time with each other...and you know," I struggle, fearing his answer to this. "I missed him a lot...and I was wondering if I could spend a little more time with him instead of just today."

"What do you mean by a little more?" he does not refuse, which is a good sign. "A bit more...like...if not more then, this weekend, I could stay at his house...hm?" I peek at him, hoping for him to accept. He does not answer me but sighs, focusing on the road with one hand on the steering wheel. "Ask dad."

"What? But dad barely knows about him! You're the one I always talk to—"

"Alright!" he shuts me up. "We'll see. We're not there yet. I'll decide this Friday," he gives me hope, so I do not feel any disappointment but still nervousness since he might say no.

40 minutes later...

"When are you coming back to pick me up?" I grab my purse to be ready to get out of the car now that we are in front of Joonha's house, and he checks his watch. "Around ten."

"Okay," I open the door. "See you," I leave, and he tells me the same words, so I close the door and head to the front door. I do not wait before knocking on it, and a few seconds later, someone opens it.

"Hey," Mister Jeon greets me with a warm smile, holding a glass of wine in one hand. I return this kindness and bow to him. "Hey, I'm coming to see Joonha."

"I know, he told me," he chuckles but steps back to let me in, and I step forward to enter the house. "He's taking a shower right now, he should be here soon," he closes the door behind me, warning me about Joonha's absence. "Alright," I take my shoes off, and he takes a sip of his drink but puts it down on the dining table on my right. "How are you doing?"

"Fine, and you?" I bring my bag down on one chair that he pulled back for me. "I'm fine too," he slides his tattooed hands in the pockets of his black trousers but gets me to notice how thin his waist is under his white tight-fitting shirt of which he rolled the sleeves up. Joonha got his thin waist from him for sure.

"You must be happy to see that he's back," he smiles at me, and I affirm. "Yes. It felt like an eternity, so I'm really happy to finally be able to spend time with him."

"Me too, it felt really long, so I can relate," he takes hold of his glass again, and some noise reverberates above us, meaning that Joonha is coming. In one second, I raise my eyes up towards the stairs, and he appears, in a pair of grey sweatpants, damp hair, wearing his chain and dangling rose earring. "Hey," he smiles but does not come closer, he tilts his head and tells me to follow him, so I say goodbye to his dad and move towards him.

He leads me to his bedroom, and in only short seconds, we both walk in, and he closes the door. "Sorry, I wanted to take a quick shower," he apologizes, but I raise my shoulders, not minding it. "It's fine. I barely waited," I place my bag on his bed, but he puts an oversized t-shirt on and combs his damp hair back, and he gets on his gaming chair but spreads his leg and smiles at me. "Come here."

I step towards him but only stand between his legs. "What?" I pretend not to know what he wants me to do, and he licks his lips but rests his head on his fist. "You know it. Get on your knees—" he gets cut off by a hit in the abs I could not hold back from giving him, and he giggles but catches my hands. "I'm joking. Give me a hug. I missed you."

Feeling him intertwine our hands, I sit down on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck, and he holds me tight against his warm body. "You smell good," I cannot keep it to myself, loving his sweet and delicate scent. "You smell good too."

'Why did you kiss my neck earlier?" I bring this back up, the butterflies I felt at that moment still fluttering in my stomach, and I look at him in the eyes. "I don't know. When did I do that?" he fakes ignorance and lifts his arms up to the back of his chair behind his head. "Stop acting dumb. You're not dumb about this stuff."

His blue eyes stare deep into mine from very close, and he raises his eyebrows. "Almost forgot how much of a brat you can be."

"How could you?" I almost get offended, and he tilts his head. "Don't know. You were too soft on the phone, and a little too nasty by text."

I gasp at this remark I cannot believe, but he chuckles and glances down at my parted lips. "You were the nasty one. Don't you dare say I was."

"You were, baby girl," he does not submit to this order, and he cups my face with his hands. "You were a nasty little girl with me, especially on the first night we were able to talk."

"Shut up," I giggle, nervously, remembering that talk we had by text. "No, I won't shut up about that. I can't," he shakes his head and drops his arms down, one on the armrest of his chair, and the other on my lap. "I need to talk about something," he changes if subject before I could complain more about it. "What?"

"You know, like," he cannot remain still but heaves his hands up to his hair, playing with it a lot. "I wanted to do it before going on vacation, but I thought I should wait a little more, and..." his head leans to the side, his earring dangling. "Hm, you know I don't like beating around the bush, so I'm gonna be straightforward about it," he raises his eyes up to mine, and my heart already speeds up.

"Do you wanna be my best friend?" he disappoints me, for some reason, and I cannot even respond. I expected something else. "I...Yeah," I agree, obviously. "Sure? You don't seem happy."

"I am," I do not even find the right way to react, but he smiles and lowers his beautiful eyes to my lips again, his hand touching mine. "Doesn't seem like it? Did you expect something else?"

I shake my head and hide my smile as much as possible, but he presses his lips on mine without letting me prepare myself.