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Since the Nayeon issue took their relationship a step higher, Seunghee and Jeonghan try to spend almost all their spare time together. They both want to make up for the pain it cost them. They both want to build more trust and loyalty with each other even if it was neither their faults such a thing happened. Just to be safe, just to avoid further conflicts regarding this matter.

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"Aren't you getting tired of being together almost 24/7?" Areum asks Seunghee.

The girls are sitting by the benches at the school lounge, sipping on some juice drink, idling.

"You live almost together, only a wall separates you. You go to the same university, have almost the same schedule. Why don't you just move in together or marry already!" she adds.

Sorn only giggles. Areum is not exactly annoyed, but she just can't take the idea. She always has to be away from Sehun every once in a while to have time for herself. So their set up kinda bothers her.

But Seunghee just laughs it off. She knows Areum is her complete opposite and she understands her point of view. "I get you unnie. But it's the other way around for us. The more we spend time together, the more we feel like lacking everytime we're apart. I guess we're just making up for lost time. Those times we should've been together in our childhood days. You know our story unnie. Maybe we're just picking up from there."

"Yah right. Alright, it's not my business so alright. And I can't really understand you even if I say I do," Areum replies.

Sorn just keeps the smile on her face, "So if you don't see Sehun oppa for a month, it's okay with you?"

It makes her pause for a moment, then answers, "Of course."

But the two dongsaengs can see a hint of uneasiness on her face. She's definitely thinking about it and they start teasing her about it.

"I bet Sehun oppa will be happy," Seunghee utters.

"That he'll be away from me? Yeah, right," Areum says with a bothered look.

"That you'll be missing him!" Seunghee adds laughing. "You can't hide it unnie. Just admit to it already!"

Sorn seconds, "Yeah, it shows unnie. Don't be modest about it."

It annoys their unnie even more, "I'm not being modest! You girls, just drop it. Or I'll walk out on you."

Seunghee and Sorn just laugh at her more. And eventually, Areum finally admits to it and laughs with them. At the same time, the boys minus Seungcheol join them. Jisoo has brought his acoustic guitar with him.

"So what's up here huh?" Sehun asks as he sits beside Areum.

"Nothing, here just eat some snacks," Areum tells him.

Seunghee and Sorn just look at each other and smile. Jeonghan sit beside Seunghee and Jisoo sit beside Sorn. It's as if there's three couples there. Jisoo can only wish as he strums his guitar and plays some chords.

"Why don't we jam for a bit?" Jisoo asks.

"Sure thing! Yeah!" they all agree.

"What song guys?" Sehun raises.

"How about "Love Letter?'" Jeonghan utters and all of them approve.

"Alright," and so Jisoo strums the intro.

Sorn:
ireun achimbuteo
naegen neomuna eosaekhan Umm
jongiwa peneul kkeonae deureo
gipi samkyeonwadeon mareul dama nae

Jisoo:
geulssiga yeppeuji motae Uh
silmangeun marajwo
jogeum seotulleodo nun gamajwo

Seunghee:
i jjokjie chagokchagok neowa naega
uri yaegil sseo naeryeogaryeo hae

All:
neowa nal
sarangjjokjie da damaseo
(throw it in the air)
teong bin haneure ollimyeon
baramdo uril gamssal geoya
apadeon nal deuri
jiwojil su ige neol
(throw it in the air)
neol kkwak ana nohji anheulge
neul ne yeope isseojulge

Sehun:
(1, 2, 3)
pyohyeonmankeum seotun
ppittulppittulhan geulssiga
geokjeongdwae bamsae gominhae
sseun nae mameul garilkka
jeongseongkkeot pyohyeon haebwado pyohyeoni andwae
bamsae meorireul kkongkkong ssamaedo
nae mameul mot jeonhae
neon ireon gominhaneun nae mameul alkka
jumeoni soge jjokjineun eonje jeonhalkka
mujakjeong dagaga
ne ape seoseo gwaenhi sumeul gadadeumeo
son jom naemireojullae
ja igeo

Areum:
i jjokjie chagokchagok neowa naega
uri yaegil sseo naeryeogaryeo hae

All:
neowa nal
sarangjjokjie da damaseo
(throw it in the air)
teong bin haneure ollimyeon
baramdo uril gamssal geoya
apadeon nal deuri
jiwojil su ige neol
(throw it in the air)
neol kkwak ana nohji anheulge
neul ne yeope isseojulge

Jeonghan:
nan ajikkkajido
neoege kkeutnae haji moshaedeon
geu manhadeon maldeuri namajiman

Seunghee:
du pareul keuge beollyeo
jeo haneureul geolgoseo maengsehae
neol dugo domanggaji anha

Areum:
neowa nal
sarangjjokjie da damaseo Umm
jeo haneure ollimyeon

Sehun:
You know it can't get
any better than this babe
I can't get better than this

All:
apadeon naldeuri
jiwojil su ige neol
neol kkwak ana nohji anheulge
neul ne yeope isseojulge
neowa nal
sarangjjokjie da damaseo
(throw it in the air)
teong bin haneure ollimyeon
baramdo uril gamssal geoya
apadeon naldeuri
jiwojil su ige neol
(throw it in the air)
neol kkwak ana nohji anheulge
neul ne yeope isseojulge

They sound harmonious. They all share the same smile again after the song. It's just a shame Seungcheol isn't there with them again.

"Why does Seungcheol always have to be preoccupied whenever we do this?" Areum asks.

They all only shrug their shoulders and hope that the next time they have an impromptu act like this, it's gonna be the seven of them.

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It's another weekend that Seunghee bakes some pasta inside his apartment. She's trying to duplicate his mom's baking. Something she's still not so good at. She's busy in the kitchen while Jeonghan is fixing something at the living room. He's trying to fix his laptop that got infected with a couple of new viruses a few days ago. Thanks to Seungcheol's flash drive. Now he's busy downloading a couple of antivirus apps.

"Agh... this is just great. It keeps duplicating! Seungcheol's really had it. I'm really gonna extort him on Monday," he utters.

"Just do your research. I'm sure it's curable," she answers him.

"Where the heck does he insert that flash drive to? Agh... if lose my files, he's really gonna pay."

"I bet he can."

"Stop it Seunghee."

"Okay, okay. You're pissed off. I'll shut up."

He only shakes his head as he continues to browse the internet. Seunghee on the other hand concentrates on the baking of the pasta.

And then after about half an hour...

"It's ready!" she exclaims.

"I'll be right there," he tells her.

"No, I'll just bring it to you."

"Alright."

Seunghee brings in the baked stuff first. And then in a hurry, comes back with the glass of juice drink on a tray, excited to taste her baking with him. He even stands up to give way to her but accidentally, she trips and splashes the glass of juice drink all over his shirt.

"Ah! I'm sorry, jagiya."

"It's okay. But this will stain so I better take this off."

Jeonghan takes off his shirt, right in front of her to rid of the cold juice touching his body. He wipes his chest with the shirt as soon as he strips. And all the while, Seunghee is dumbfounded. She's frozen where she stands. This is the very first time she has seen him half naked. And not to mention, the band of his undershorts is showing from his pants. She feels her heart pound unexpectedly as a sense of uneasiness fills her. He's not even well built, just plain lean but not too skinny. But the fact that he's her boyfriend hazes her sight with unprecedented thrill.

He sees how she's staring at him, or at his body to be exact, for a while now. It makes him smirk at himself. She's obviously thinking of something he enjoys doing.

His voice brings her back to reality somehow, "Do you like what you see?"

She blushes, fumbles for words and averts her eyes, embarrassed. "Of course not. I was just... looking."

"I guess the right word is staring," he says with the smirk ever present on his face.

She's suddenly on the defensive now, "I was not! Put some shirt on jagiya," she walks by him going back to the kitchen, "I'll just get you another drink."

But he grabs her arm and pulls her close to him, wrapping his arms around her back. She puts her arms infront of her chest, as if blocking to make contact with his bare skin.

"Come on, let me go jagiya..." she whines, but her insides are twitching.

She can't even look at him and the evident nervousness shows from her unsteady breathing, that he definitely likes. He decides to tease her some more by pulling her even closer. His body heat burning directly towards her.

"What are you doing jagiya?!"

Her face rests an inch away from his, with his lips directly parallel to her soft ones.

"I'm just cuddling with you. Don't you like it?"

She can hardly answer him, the heat radiating from his body is affecting her mindset and she can't understand why it's making her dizzy.

"I do, but please put some shirt on first, will you?"

"Then let me kiss you before I do that."

He shoves his head and presses his lips heatedly against hers. He even hugs her tighter, compressing the space between them, making her hands touch his naked chest. Her hands are a bit cold, that instantly puts a smug grin on his lips as he kisses her. She's nervous and it's enticing.

Taking this as a sign to even go further in teasing her, he drags her off her feet and lays her down the couch under him, with his unstoppable kisses. She's afraid to where this is heading. But can she stop him? That's the question. She's unsure of it herself. He's getting absorbed in the circumstances that he's getting more and more aggressive.

Actually, it's slowly slipping his mind as he feels the small of her back arch the moment he lays her down. The way her body stiffens at his touch. She's being cautious, but he's getting worked up by it nonetheless. Forgetting the fact that he's supposed to be holding back until all of her fears disappear.

He nips at her neck soon, leaving kiss marks as he unconsciously, slowly gives in to his pent up desires. She can feel the difference. He has always been careful in touching her, always gentle, always tenderly loving her. But it's somehow different this time. The way he's biting at her neck down to her collarbones, the way his hands grope at particular places almost made her jump. She's frightened but she can't even fight with it. She has long lost her strength to deny him of what he wants the moment he kissed her. All she wishes now is for him to find it in himself to stop. If he can even think of it.

He goes back into kissing her, as his hands find its ways to the buttons of her blouse. He fumbles to undo them one by one and soon enough, they're undone without her even hindering him to do so, revealing her cleavage and smooth skin, under the alluring red bra. His palm automatically roams at her bare stomach, the silkiness of her skin carving in. She shivers at the touch, feeling the warmth of his palms somehow thrills her. His face slowly goes down her cleavage tracing her skin with his lips. Eventually, his face rests in between her mounds, just indulging in her smell, with the piece of cloth hindering his way to meet her nakedness.

He pauses there for a while, his levelheadedness kicking in somehow. If he goes on any further, there'd be no turning back. He awaits her reaction, leaving it all in her hands. He notices the excited breathing she has slowly faded and is now calm and collected. He's sure she's relieved. And he smiles to himself.

Then he hears her, "I don't think you have the guts to continue right now."

"Yah," he answers as a matter of fact. He has calmed his hormones too. He still can't risk the consequences. "But let me stay like this for a while, okay?"

"Sure, jagiya."

She trusts him. She trusts him more than ever now. Believing this, she hugs him closer to her almost naked upper half. He just silently lays there on top of her. He will never go beyond what she wants him to do, even if it kills him inside. He's fighting his inner demons right now but he's tranquil enough, when he hears her murmur.

"I love you jagiya," she says softly.

He feels overwhelmed and takes a deep breath before lifting his head up and looming above her, his loving smile flashing before her, "I love you more. I love you so much Seunghee."

She smiles back endearingly at him and gives him a peck on the lips. He knows it's a shame to let this moment go so he shoves his head to kiss her again, passionately. And right after the kiss, she suddenly can't help laughing.

"Why? What?" he asks confused.

"Nothing. I just find it funny," she answers in between giggles.

"This is funny to you? Which part of this?" he's skeptical now.

She calms down for the meantime, "It's not necessarily funny jagiya. I'm just thankful. I'm just happy. Cuz I'm not as scared anymore."

He finally gets the hang of it. He gets off of her and assists her in sitting too. She pulls her blouse in, and tucks it on her sides as she continues. He's all eyes and ears on her, engraving this scene into his memory.

"I'm nearly ready jagiya. Your touch soothes me now. Your warmth feels like a part of me now. It's almost as if I won't last a day without you. Without being near you. Without feeling you. And I'm really thankful you're this patient with me."

She cups his face gently, as he stares back at her with pure happiness. The girl he loves is acknowledging him once again. It feels so rewarding. All his hard times seem to pay off with just this comment from her. It doesn't really matter what he feels, as long as she's like this. As long as she's happy.

"Hurry up jagiya, please..." he softly pleads.

She only gives off a giggle, "Yes, I will. You won't have to wait long enough anymore."

But he suddenly remembers the pasta.

"Oh yeah, we better eat the pasta before it gets cold."

"(giggles) Yeah. And that shirt. It will definitely stain."

"Never mind."

He embraces her genuinely as she hugs him back. It's another day for them to revel. Some things are really best when talked about. In a relationship, being open will always be the way to each other's heart.

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To be continued...

(16.07.13)