"Marry me~~~" Jinyoung sang loudly from somewhere outside the room I was in.

"No, I won't marry you if you don't shut up." I said.

"I HEARD THAT!"

I snickered.

"Have you heard my singing?" Jinyoung was now in view, with two cans of soda in his hands.

"Yes." I replied. "I watched your video."

"You diddd? Awwwww, you're such a sweet girlfriend."

I rolled my eyes. "I was curious."

Jinyoung sat down next to me on the bed, his head leaning against the headboard. He leaning close to me but I stopped him, shoving my hand in his face.

"Whyyyy?"

"Wait a second, I'm 'bout to beat my high score." I said, concentrating on my game.

"You've been playing the same game for hours straight, how are you not bored?"

"Because it's funnn." I said. "Woo hooo I beat my high score!!"

"Can you pay attention to me now~" Jinyoung whined, putting his head on my shoulder and licking a spot on it.

"Who are you again?" I asked. "And why are you licking me~"

"Why are you like thisss."

"Noooo I died." I said and finally put down my phone. "Okay, what do you want?"

Jinyoung smiled. "You."

"I smell an overused line."

_

After a (probably) 50-minute kissing session, I finally decided to sleep so I could escape the scary Jinyoung monster.

But even then, I couldn't.

Jinyoung rolled to the very edge of the bed to peer down at me. "You're not asleep?"

"I can't sleep." I said. "My heart is going to burst."

"Why?"

"Because of you, what else?"

Jinyoung chuckled and grinned. Even in the dark, his smile was bright. "You don't say those kind of things often at all."

"Yeah, I don't." I said.

"Goodnight, my jagiya my baby my butterfly my love my--"

"Shut uppp." I held up my hand. "Goodnight."

"Just goodnight?"

"Goodnight..." I started.

................

"Woo Jinyoung hip hop grandma."

_

My eyes fluttered to halfway open, the annoying morning sun greeting me.

I groaned and tried stretched my arms, but realized I couldn't because something was holding me. I looked to my side and almost screamed.

Jinyoung somehow got onto my mattress (I'm assuming he fell or decided to come down here), and was clinging onto me.

The worst part was, he was sleeping without a shirt on.

I scowled at his peaceful face and shimmied myself out of his arms. I must've been loud because he opened his eyes and groaned.

"Jihyinie?" He asked cutely, with his half open eyes and his messy hair.

I narrowed my eyes at the dude. "What are you doing in my territory?"

"I don't know, why am I down here?" He asked. "Did you pull me down here?"

"Obviously not." I said.

"Oh well." Jinyoung shrugged and then laid back down with his arms open. "Come here."

"No." I said stubbornly.

"Come hereee."

"I don't want to~~"

Jinyoung pulled my legs so that I could come closer. He grabbed me so that I was laying next to him and gave me a warm hug, burying his head in the crook my of neck.

I groaned. "Can you not..."

"Why?"

"Because your half naked." I said.

"So?"

"What do you mean, so?!"

"Aw you're just the cutest." Jinyoung cooed.

I glared at him and flicked him in the forehead as hard as I could.

"I'm immune to your weapons now Jihyun." Jinyoung said mischievously.

"Noooo." I whined. "How can I protect myself from you then..."

"You can't." He said pecking me on the lips.

I gave him a blank face as he continued. "Are you done yet?"

"Of course not."

_

The both of us finished eating breakfast and washing up.

"Free dayyy~" I sang happily and sat on the floor. "Time to play my game again."

"Can we do something today?" Jinyoung asked and sat behind me, his legs spread out on both sides of me.

"We have to hide well though." I said. "My manager keeps telling me to be more careful."

Jinyoung wrapped his arms around my waist and put his chin on my shoulder, looking at my game. "I know."

"What should we do then..." I muttered, exiting my game to look at a text I just got.

"Who is that?" Jinyoung asked. "Jinyoung? Park Jinyoung?"

I nodded.

"Your boss?"

I shook my head. "Got7."

His jaw dropped. "You have his number?!"

I nodded again.

Jinyoung read the texts out loud. "Hello, this is Jinyoung. Got7 wanted to congratulate you and Ryujin-sshi for your hard work on the show. Fighting!"

"What a kind sunbaenim." I said, replying the text.

"Thank you Jinyoung-sunbaenim, we will work harder to make everyone proud." Jinyoung read out loud. "Jihyunieee~" He whined.

"Whaaaat?"

"You don't need two Jinyoung's!" He said.

"Why are you like thisss~ I'm being polite!"

"But I'm jealous~" He whined.

"I have to be nice or JYP will never debut me." I snickered.

"You can be nice but only to a certain extent."

"That is what I'm doing, aren't I?" I said. "You don't have to be jealous Jinyoungie."

"He replied." Jinyoung said. "You do make us proud. Good luck smiley face smiley face--" He read out loud.

He gasped. "He even sent you two smiley faces!"

"Jinyoung, you are over-exaggerating this situation."

"I hate being beat with someone with the same name as me." He growled. "There are too many Jinyoungs in this world!!"

"Stop being extra." I said. "You're the only one, so stop worrying."

"I know." He replied.

"Then stop being jealous."

"Fine." Jinyoung puffed his cheeks out.

I lifted my fingers to reply but Jinyoung interrupted me.

I felt his lips on my neck, slowly kissing it until it turned into biting and sucking.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, looking down at him.

"Shhhh."

I set my phone down unconsciously, and let him continue. "Ah--this feels weird--"

Jinyoung stayed silent and continued attacking my neck.

"Jinyoung--" I said in a strained voice. "It's going to leave a mark--"

"That's the point." He laughed and pulled back.

I touched the tender spot. "Jinyoung!"

"Yes?"

"Did you just give me a hickey?!"

Jinyoung investigated my neck. "Hm...looks like it..."

"I hate you." I mumbled.

"You contradict yourself very often, miss." Jinyoung said.

"How many tricks do you have up your sleeve?!"

"I mean, I was going to reveal them slowly but we can go all at once I guess--"

"WOO. JIN. YOUNG!!!"