'Jihye, Kyungsoo is coming over tonight,' Yixing says out of the blue.
'How'd you make that happen?' I ask in surprise. We don't speak of my breakdown anymore. It's irrelevant. We need to make progress right now
'Well, I work in the restaurant where he works and I asked him to come over and watch a movie with us,' he tells me.
'Who is us?' I ask him a bit suspicious.
'Me, you, Jongin and Kyungsoo,' he says casually.
'Jongin is coming too?' I ask confused.
'Yeah, he works there too. He and Kyungsoo are very good friends.'

And now Kyungsoo, Yixing and Jongin are in the kitchen of Yixing's apartment while I lie under the sheets of our bed in the bedroom. I was tired, so I went to take a nap. In his clothes. 
He asked me if I wanted to live with him and I said yes. So we went to my place to grab my stuff and I moved in. Though I've got my clothes here, his clothes are much more comfortable to sleep in. A few knocks on the door wake me from my slumber.
'Jagi, dinner is ready,' Yixing says. I let out a small groan in response. 'Kyungsoo cooked.'
'I don't care~,' I whine. He chuckles and walks over to the bed, sitting down next to it. He starts to poke my cheek.
'I know you care. You love his cooking,' he says when I finally turn my head towards him.
'Can I keep wearing your shirt?' I ask him with puppy eyes. He seems to be thinking about it in a very serious manner.
'Only if you put on pants and a bra,' he replies, but not without blushing. He buries his face in his hands. 'I feel so awkward saying that.' I lie my hand on his cheek and give him a loving smile when he lowers his hands and looks at me.
'That's fine. You're just looking out for me,' I say, knowing that he is only saying it b