“You’re going to get frozen in that spot...” Yesung said. “You could share the bed with me”

                “No” HyeMin said.

                “Suit yourself~~~” YEsung said in a sing-song voice. “It’s freeeeeeeezzzyyyy~~~ brrrrrr~~~~” Yesung teased.

                “Stop teasing...” HyeMin said, feeling the chilly air get on her hands and toes.

                “Ahhhhh” Yesung sighed. “It’s pretty warm in here”

                “Are you saying those to make me sleep with you?” HyeMin asked.

                “Wae... it’s not like I’m going to do anything to you” Yesung said with eyes closed.

                “Hajiman... you’re a guy” HyeMin said pointing her finger at him. Yesung opened his eyes and looked at her.

                “Aigoo~~ we’re already married” Yesung said. “I’ve already slept on our bed for 2 times before”

                “That doesn’t count” HyeMin blushed. “You slept there without my knowledge”

                “Well... I don’t want to catch a cold...” Yesung said and pulled the covers until his chest. “Don’t do funny things while I’m sleeping”

                “Like hell I’m going to do that!” HyeMin scoffed.

                “Girls are scarier than men when it comes in these scenes... I witnessed couple of girls try to kiss an idol when they sleep” Yesung said in an audible tone.

                “True, but you’re missing something...” HyeMin said. “I’m a not a fan of yours”

                “Whatever... girls would die just to be in your spot” Yesung said. “And I’m sure you’re going to die if you stay on that spot... you’ll freeze to death”

                “Aish!!!” HyeMin said realizing that Yesung was right. “MOVE, give space, I’m sleeping in”

                HyeMin finally stands up, Yesung smirked but as soon as he saw HyeMin walks towards him... he swallowed hard. He stared at her defined figure on the white silky dress which seemed to too thin that it will easily give you colds. But, Yesung thinks the otherwise... just looking at her in that dress... seemed... so seducing.

                Yesung felt his throat dry, he gaped a little and felt a tingly movement in his stomach. He never felt this before when he was with HyeMin...

                “Yah, give space will you” HyeMin tilts her head and revealed her neck that seemed so inviting, Yesung tensed as he felt stiffened.

                “A-aniyo...” Yesung whispered.

                “What do you mean no?” HyeMin frowned. “ A moment ago you were inviting me, now you’re refusing?”

                “Don’t get closer” Yesung warned, feeling his muscles build up in a certain spot.

                “Aish... You’re so weird” HyeMin said and without warning, she pulled the covers and just lay down beside him. “Goodnight” She said.

                Yesung didn’t utter anything as he felt warmth in him. It was a surprise how a perfectly cold room could turn humid. Yesung’s heart raced as he turned at her, he was sweating. HyeMin turned to look at him.

                “Yah... are you alright?” HyeMin asked.

                “N-neh” YEsung muttered without looking at her.

                “You seem pale, have you go any cold?” HyeMin asked out of concern and placed her and on his forehead. He shivered, feeling the hand on his forehead.

                Yesung jerked her hand away and he sat up. He looked at her in those disturbed eyes. Yesung felt sudden irritation that he just wants to get ‘it’ out of him. He shivered again and looked away from her. He swallowed again and HyeMin saw his Adam’s apple moved hard.

                Both stayed in that position for a few moments. Yesung still not letting go of her hand, he squeezed it real hard that made HyeMin squirm of pain. Still, he hasn’t let go of her hand. She looked at the look on his face; it was as though he was in deep thought, focusing on something. She felt fear... she hasn’t seen him in that expression before.

                What if... he’ll try to take her? Will she accept him? But it’s against her! Although they’re married... but does this mean she’ll just give it to him?

                Just then, Yesung pinned her down on the bed and leaned his face closer to hers. HyeMin doesn’t know what to do next, her heart beats as fast as it could. Yesung breathe heavily against her... not looking at her face, HYeMin could see him fighting his own self. HyeMin got more scared as his lips kissed her.

                Those soft, warm lips... HyeMin’s heart beats of pain. Tears escaped her eyes... But then, Yesung pulled his face away from her. He closed his eyes and sighed.

                “I’m sorry...” Yesung muttered. HyeMin stayed in her position and watched him in wonder.

                “Y-yesung...” Her voice trembled. He looked at her and he smiled... he brushed away the tears from her eyes with his thumb.

                “I don’t want to do this out of lust...” Yesung muttered. “Sorry for scaring you”

                HyeMin could sense he was fighting his urge to do it with her and she admired him at the point where he controlled him self. Yesung curled on his position, just wanting to get a good night sleep, while HyeMin just pulled the covers to warm them both more.

AiMei: Boy... what a gentleman...

HyeMin: *whispers* You... how did you get in?

AiMei: I can pop out whenever I want to hehe

HyeMin: I'll have your head for doing this to us!

AiMei: Things will get better don't worry! DON'T FORGET TO READ AND REVIEW GUYYYYSSS!!! *disappears*

Yesung: What was that?