Lets us give the picture above some time to appreciate how cute Suzy and Soo Hyun actually look together lol.
Yeo Jin POV
2 weeks had passed, and I actually couldn't believe that time flew by so fast. Time flew by like a violent storm, everything just went by so fast and I could barely process what had happened the days before.
So, me and Hyun have been hooking up for like a month now, and I couldn't believe that either. It felt like yesterday he confessed to me. But meh, at least now we got each other, right?
We called each other day and night, went for a date atleast once a week, and I'm really glad that he still treats me nicely. Got what I mean? I mean, in every K-Drama, when these couples got together, they'll love each other like there's NO tomorrow and as time passed by, they'll slowly drift apart without them realizing. No more phone calls, no dates, no gifts or sometimes not even a conversation.
But luckily, Hyun's not like that. He's not that kind of guy, I know him too well.
time check: 8:30pm
"Yah can you massage my feet?" Sehun said as his eyes were glued to the TV.
"Why?"
"My legs hurt from dancing too much, and yesterday Kai accidentally pushed me because he was too immersed in dancing that he didn't even realize that I was drinking bubbletea in front of him. He fell on top of my legs and it hurt so badly. Lay hyung tried to heal me with his powers but it didn't work-----" he blabbered.
"--wait why am I telling you all this?" he said to me with a confused look.
"I don't know." I chuckled. "I like it more when you open up to me you know."
"No. Massage my legs." he scoffed.
I lazily got up from my position and sat down on the floor. "Why are you making me do all this?" I started massaging his legs.
"Because you're my pretty peasant." he replied.
"W-what?" I looked up and made eye contact with him.
"I said you're my pretty peasant." he said once again.
"P-p-pretty?" I stuttered.
"Yeah," he smirked. "Is it wrong for me to compliment my wife?" he said as he winked at me.
I gulped down my throat and looked down to his legs again. I didn't know what to reply, so I just kept quiet because I know if I answered him, I would just mess up more.
After a few awkward minutes, he finally asked me to stop. So I got up again and sat beside him on the sofa. I unconsciously turned my head to look at him, watching him concentrating on this soccer match between blah and blah. I was waiting for a thank you but I don't think he will say it even if I waited for a million years.
"Hey." he called. "Come here." he said as he patted the sofa, asking me to sit closer. I stupidly got closer beside him and he wrapped his left arm around my shoulder.
"W-what.." I mumbled.
I was shocked when he turned his head to look at me. No, it's not a piercing look, or a disgusted look. But it's a.. somewhat soft look?
I didn't know why he could easily control my mind. Everytime we made an eye contact, I just couldn't move away.
He leaned closer and gave a peck on my forehead. "Thanks." he said as he smiled.
