Jinyoung and I decided to go to a Karaoke place, because 1.) we haven't done that, and 2.) we won't have to sneak around.

And oh boyyyy does Woo Jinyoung sing so beautifully. I mean I already knew that but it was even more beautiful seeing it with my very own eyes and hearing it with my very own ears.

"Marryyyy meeee~" He sang, holding my hand and caressing my cheek dramatically.

I grabbed my heart and pretended to faint when the song finished. "You sound even better in real life."

"You should do more singing on Mixnine!!" I said.

"Yeah but I'm not confident..." He said.

"You should be." I assured.

Jinyoung grinned. "Your turn."

"Aight." I stood up.

"I dare you to sing Tears."

My jaw dropped. "Is that even possible for any normal human being??"

"Totally." He said.

"Okay, fine." I said as the song started.

"WOOOOOO!" Jinyoung yelled.

I started singing the extremely high song, but I found it easier the more I sang it.

Jinyoung was jumping around in a corner excitedly and I gave him a weird look.

"NARO INHE APA HALTENIKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~" I sang into the microphone, hitting the note as best as I could. When I finished, my breath was literally gone.

"WOOO HOOOOO!! HWANG JIHYUN!!!!" Jinyoung yelled. "MY JAGIYAAAA~"

I chuckled and bowed to the invisible audience. "Thank you, thank you very much."

Jinyoung put an arm around my shoulders. "You're singing is so beautiful."

I grinned. "Thanks."

"AS EXPECTED OF JYP!!!" He yelled and leaned into me.

"Agh stopppp~" I said.

"DUET TIMEE!"

_

After two hours of screaming on top of my lungs, we exited the Karaoke place.

"Dude...my voice is gonna be gone tomorrow." I said.

"Mine too..." Jinyoung shrugged and grabbed my hand. "Oh well, it was fun."

"You were screaming the entire time."

"That's why it was fun." Jinyoung said.

As we went out in the open, we pulled up our masks and hoods.

"Haha, you looked like a murderer." I said.

"So do you!"

Jinyoung and I finally returned to his house safely without anybody noticing us.

"What should we do now~" I asked.

"Lets cook something to eat together!" Jinyoung said.

"If you want me to burn the house down, then sure."

"I'm actually pretty good at cooking." He said proudly.

"Wow, such husband material." I said sarcastically.

Jinyoung smirked at me. "You know it."

"Stop thattt." I ordered. "Anyways, what are we making?"

"I dunno, something with the stuff we have in the fridge." Jinyoung said.

"Okay~cooking let's go." I said in English.

_

"AH! AHHHH!!!!" I yelled on top of my lungs. "WHY IS IT ON FIRE??!!!"

"JIHYUN!! I LEFT FOR ONLY A MINUTE!!" Jinyoung yelped and ran to me, turning the heat down.

"This thing doesn't like me." I said, lightly kicking the stove.

"No, you just decided to turn it up alllll the way." Jinyoung said. "I saved it though."

"Good." I said. "Should I do anything else?"

"Cut onions?" Jinyoung asked.

"Okie dokie." I replied.

After ten seconds of chopping into the onions, I started to cry. "W-why did you make me do this..." I sniffled.

"Are you crying?!" Jinyoung ran over and peered into my face, wiping my tears.

"This onion doesn't like me either!" I said.

"I think you just don't like the onion and stove, Jihyun." Jinyoung said.

_

"Wow, we did a good job." I said, stuffing my mouth with food.

"You mean I did good." Jinyoung said. "You just burnt stuff and cried."

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Did not. I gave moral support too."

"Uh huh."

I was eating a lot but decided to stop. "I forgot I'm supposed to be on a diet." I snickered.

"You don't even need to diet though!" Jinyoung said. "Your body is perfect."

"Thanks dude, I guess I'll eat more then since you've raised my confidence." I said plainly.

I finished eating along with Jinyoung (we literally gobbled up every crumb there was), and lounged around the living room.

I sat between Jinyoung's legs, leaning into him as I played my game.

"You're addicted." Jinyoung said, watching me over my shoulder.

"Whatever." I said.

Jinyoung put his hands under my shirt and drummed on my belly with his palms.

A shiver went down my spine. "Why are your hands so cold~" I whined.

"I dunno, but you can warm them up for me." He said, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Leave me alone." I said.

"Never." He snickered. "Should we go back to what we were doing before?"

"What we were doing before--ah-" I tilted my head back as Jinyoung started attacking my neck. "........."

Jinyoung didn't stop at one. He moved to another open space in my neck, sucking on the skin and biting it, finishing the mark by lapping his tongue over it.

I couldn't stop the noises from escaping my mouth. "What is this...~"

It didn't help feeling Jinyoung's cold hands resting on my stomach.

"Ah--Jinyoung--how many are you going to do--"

Jinyoung chuckled. "Stop making those sexy noises..."

"Why?"

"You can imagine why..."

Heat rose intensely up to my neck and face because I knew what he was talking about. "JINYOUNG!"

"What~?"

I scowled. "It's hard not to when you're literally eating my neck."

"Oh well." Jinyoung said, continuing with his work.

His construction lasted for a loonnggg time, so I stopped him before he made my entire neck solid purple.

I caught my breath and glanced at Jinyoung, who was grinning like an idiot at me. "How many are there??"

"I can't even count." He snickered.

"Jin. Young!!" I groaned. "How am I going to cover it up..." Heat rose to my cheeks because I remembered my reactions.

"Wear a scarf or a turtle-neck, or use makeup. Easyyy." He said, grinning brightly at me.

I puffed out my cheeks. "I can't believe you just did that."

"It was worth it though, right Jihyun?" Jinyoung smirked at me. "We're going to be doing much more in the future."

I hit him in the back of the head. "Say one more dirty thing and I will snap your neck."

"Sorryyy~~"