As the smell of freshly done eggs reaches your nose, you groan and turn around on the bed. Slowly opening your eyes, you blink a few times when you see the mess on the nightstand. Your place definitely doesn't look like that.

Then it hits you. A wave of realization runs through you and you sit up, looking around the room to see if he was there. You breathe out and close your eyes when you don't see anyone, collecting your memories of last night. Seokmin is going to kill you when he finds out.

You run your fingers through your hair as you try to figure out your next move, but all your thoughts disappear when the door opens and your eyes land on the man you have so much history with. He is shirtless, his sweatpants hung low, and he is holding a plate in his hands. Your eyes soften at the sight. "Good morning, sleeping beauty," he smiles, and you melt immediately. You can't even be mad at him.

You know you should regret it, collect your things, run away as fast as you can and never see him again, but it's impossible when he looks at you like this.

"Sleeping beauty?" You raise your eyebrow at the nickname, watching him as he walks over to you and sits at the edge of his bed. "I have a feeling you'd kick me in the balls if I called you a princess," he chuckles, offering you the food in his hands. "And you are a beauty, so why wouldn't I call you that?"

"Come here," you whisper, putting the plate aside. Mingyu's eyes follow you confusedly, but he listens, moving closer to you. His hand runs up your covered leg, holding eye contact to see your reaction. He isn't sure what he can and cannot do at this point. You hesitate, looking into his puppy eyes before you lean closer to him, pressing a soft kiss on his cheek. "Let's start again and better," you mumble, and the way his eyes lit up makes your heart skip a beat. Only he could have this kind of power over you.

"I'd love that more than anything."

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"I don't trust you."

Mingyu chuckles awkwardly, looking around the room for some help. However, all he is met with are killing stares from your friends, who haven't grown to like him yet so much.

You laugh as you put your hand around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder. "They are just teasing you," you assure him, but he isn't so sure about it as Soonyoung narrows his eyes at him, not breaking their eye contact as he holds his girlfriend beside him. "Right..."

"Okay, who wants a drink?" Adel stands up to ease the awkward situation. Hansol—her now boyfriend—gets up with her, counting the raised hands so they could get everything. "Please, don't kill him while we are gone," she adds, purposely sending a glance at Seokmin and Soonyoung. "Yeah, I wouldn't want to miss it," Hansol laughs, and she smacks his arm immediately. "Just go."

You shake your head at them. "Come on, guys. We talked about this," you sigh when their stares don't stop. It's been a month since you decided to forgive Mingyu and left the whole thing behind you and three weeks since he officially asked you to be his girlfriend. Yet, the guys couldn't seem to find their way to him. For some reason, they made it seem like he had hurt them more than you.

"You guys are making it look like he killed your moms or something." You turn your head to the side, smiling. "See? Even Wonwoo thinks it's stupid."

Jeon Wonwoo, your past lover and Mingyu's best friend. Chan said it was weird for you to still talk after everything, but when he and Mingyu made up, and he reached out to you to offer a friendship, you couldn't just send him away. If he didn't mind seeing you with his best friend, you didn't have a problem with it either.

The quiet tsk that leaves Seoonyoung's lips makes you roll your eyes. They were holding a grudge against him for no reason. "Look, if you have such a problem with him, then we are leaving," you proclaim, making sure they know you are a package deal. "Baby," Mingyu stops you before you can stand and prove your point, shaking his head as he strokes your arm lightly. "It's fine, I get them."

"It's not fine," you disagree. "Seokmin and Soonyoung need to pull their heads out of their ass and realize I couldn't care less if they approve of you or not."

Your best friend gulps down as he watches you. You're mad and not just a little annoyed with him mad like you always are. You're pissed. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Seokmin apologizes, encouraging Soonyoung to do the same. "I admit I took this little too far."

"Yeah, I guess," Soonyoung mumbles, Hanni beside him shaking her head at him. "Sorry."

You sigh. Mingyu wraps his hand around your shoulders to put you at ease, and you turn your head to him with a smile. He returns your smile, leaning closer to place his lips on yours. There's a grin on your face as you kiss him, ignoring the presence of all your friends. Because when you are with him, you forget about everything and everyone else.

"I love you," he whispers against your lips, a secret for you and him only. You bite the inside of your cheek to constrain your own smile. Otherwise, you might look like a middle schooler who has just got together with her first crush.

"I love you too," you whisper back, and as if to seal the secret, you place another kiss on his lips.