"Well, can you give me chance?" The younger girl smiled tenderly, leaning toward the balcony behind her, they're at the rooftop.

Irene had her hands dug in her skirt pockets and watch the brunette patiently. Wendy chuckled at how quiet the atmosphere is, it's almost choking to her.

"Is this how you respond to all the guys that confess to you?"

Irene can somehow get the bitterness in Wendy's voice, and something in her urge her to say something. And she just uttered words she never thought she'll ever say.

"No, you're the first person I even agreed to give a chance to," she said it slowly, words sprung out of her mouth smoothly, and with a calm expression.

Wendy stared at the peaceful face of the older girl, her face lid up as Irene said so and she took out a little purple bracelet. The brunette approached Irene and held her hand firmly, making Irene cried out a small shriek. However, the feeling of Wendy's hand had always been nice. Her hands are soft and warm, it's nicely cleaned with fragrant hand cream aura.

Wendy carefully and gently slipped the bracelet on Irene's wrist, and the raven-haired girl didn't show any hatred for it. To anyone, that'll be a huge success; but Wendy wanted to be her girlfriend.

"Aw," The brunette smiled, "Wouldn't you give me the honor to be your first girlfriend too?"

"Ah..." Irene let out a sudden exclaim as she takes another look at the delicate bracelet Wendy gave her.

"Who are you?" the raven-hair girl suddenly asked, making Wendy chilled up to her spines.

Irene slowly walked up to Wendy to the point that their faces were inches apart, and both can feel their breath on each other. To Irene's surprise, Wendy's tempo didn't budge and it was always calm and stable. The younger girl reached out her hands for Irene's hands and grasped it firmly with a soft smile, as she leaned in closer and placed her chin on Irene's shoulder.

"Doesn't matter right? I really like you." she whispered gently, "Will you..." her voice trailed off.

Irene didn't move or say anything, she just let Wendy do whatever the girl wants. In reality, Irene truly thinks Wendy Son is really special and she does intend to start something with the younger girl. Seeing no response from Irene, the brunette started to mingle with Irene's hair and simpered when she sensed Irene's smiled. Irene stepped away from Wendy, and the younger can see her serene face.

It wasn't one of those grin-teeth expressions, wasn't even those wide-and-bright smile face. Irene's face was at peace, very tender face. It wasn't the usual cold face she had on but was genuinely affectionate.

"Are you really sure Wendy Son?" Irene's lips finally moved after such a long period of time.

"Do I look like I'm not prepared?" Wendy beamed playfully and somewhat hopefully for her senior's approval.

Irene reacher her small hand out to fix a strand of Wendy's hair, her pupils didn't glance over the girl's face at all. She walked closer to Wendy, but somehow that scared Wendy and the younger girl keep moving back until she had her back pressed into the wall behind. The view in front of Wendy's face is breathtaking, Irene's onyx is finally fixed on the brunette's face.

Wendy gulped and decided to ask one more time. If Irene rejects, or at least ignore this time, she'll find another way.

"Are you-"

"Haha, yes." Irene suddenly chuckled, "You're such a shy baby when you're like this."

"A, what?" Wendy was puzzled by Irene's sudden laughter, she was so used to the goddess's cold and slightly pale face.

"You're surprised?" Irene questioned Wendy again when the younger girl held her hand.

They started to walk down the stairway when the sun began to set. Wendy still had her head slightly down, thinking about Irene's question while holding her hand firmly. Irene's hand is small and delicate, slightly cold but extremely soft. She didn't dream of holding it, but since she's doing it now, Wendy thinks she's addicted to it.

"Not really, I've always imagined you like this. I mean..." the brunette scratched her head in slight embarrassment when she admitted that, "You suit a smile."

Irene sighed with a small beam on her face, but it was enough to draw a glimpse of a smile on Wendy's lips. She didn't know what to do next regarding the mission. She really had some sort of feelings for IB, and now that they're girlfriends, she felt a heavy sense of responsibility to comfort the older girl. She got puzzled again when she thought about the mission she supposes to carry out too.

Wendy thought she had enough information about the girl that Rosé can organize a whole report about Irene, but another part of her wanted to get Irene off the agency life since she's not committed to it yet.

The two walked down, and Wendy is heading for the bus stop while holding Irene's hand. The older girl gripped Wendy's hand tightly and pointed to Irene's car. The younger girl was quite flustered as she quickly smiled and walk to the purple car.

"I'll drive," Wendy said as she beamed happily when Irene unlocked the car.

"Yeah, I've seen you drive before," Irene replied, as Wendy opened the door for her.

The brunette jolted when she closed the door for Irene. Something about that makes her mind uneasy, it's like being known inside-out by Irene Bae. Wendy quickly regains her cool face and playfully start the car, driving to Irene's house when the older girl gave her instruction.

Wendy hadn't has the chance to hear Irene's voice this much, and she fully enjoyed it. Her voice was soft, warm and low. She had the heart-warming husky voice and it was delicate, just like Irene Bae. It seems like everything related to Irene is elegant to another level that Wendy didn't think of.

Irene didn't do any better. She was attracted by Wendy's childish face and her giggle. Irene felt at ease when Wendy crack up some jokes, even if it's not funny to her. To her, Wendy looked extremely innocent and just like a pure little girl that has adorable crushes.

Wendy stopped the car at Irene's small house, and open the door for the black haired girl even though Irene told her she doesn't need to do that. Wendy snickered as her cheeks brightened up with a light shade of pink. Irene smiled as her fingers brush through Wendy's face and pinched the younger girl's freezing nose.

Wendy had a warm tea at Irene's house, and the little girl stood up saying she needs to get home quick. Irene took out her soft, purple scarf and carefully tucked it in Wendy's hand and told her to get more clothes tomorrow.

"Ah, you're reckless." the older girl said as she helps Wendy to open the door, "The weather... when I watch the weather channel, it'll be chilly tomorrow. You need more warmth."

Wendy grinned happily at Irene's word and walked out of the house after giving Irene a tight squeeze around her petite body. The hug wasn't long, but it was all they could ask for. It was warm and comfy, and they can smell each other's fragrant.

Before Wendy shuffled away from Irene's sight, the brunette walked a few steps back to Irene's house and spoke boisterous enough for Irene to hear.

"Since you're my girlfriend, you better get rid of that annoying tall guy!" she said before walking off to the distance.

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The final chapter draft is finished and this work will end on the 23rd chapter! I'm thinking of developing a 24th chapter to end the fanfiction in a more well-rounded way with Wenrene's feelings.

If this work reached 3K reads before the 23rd chapter, the 24th chapter will be released.