Narrator’s POV

Jooyoung entered the room with Kris behind her. Her mother was sitting beside her father’s bed.

“Eomma. Can we come in?” She asked. Her mother nodded and opened her arms for a hug. Jooyoung hugged her back. Kris hesitated at the door.

“Come in, Kris.” Mrs. Huang called him in. Kris stepped in.

“Are you two going out today? That’s good~”

“Eomma, we’re just going to eat~”

“I wasn’t talking to you, young lady.”

Jooyoung pouted and began fixing the flowers on the vase. Kris smiled and nodded at the elder Huang.

“That’s good, good press would do you well.”

They stepped out of the hospital.

“Where do you want to go?” He asked.

“Do you want to eat? I’m hungry.”

Kris chuckled and they walked back to the car.

“Can I…..hold your hand?” He asked. Jooyoung laughed.

“Who are you?” She grinned but she placed her hand on his.

“I was just asking.” He muttered. Jooyoung grinned. Kris squeezed her hand gently.

“I was wondering, would it be okay if…..” He started.

“We’re having this yearly party at our company next weekend and…… would you come with me?”

Jooyoung looked at him.

“I know, you’re worried about your father and with all the pressure from work but I really would like you to come.” Kris looked at her.

“You’re being talkative today, did you eat breakfast?”

Kris gave her a look, Jooyoung laughed.

“Arasso, I’ll come as long as we eat, I’m really hungry.”

Your POV

We entered this small street stall that served spicy rice cakes. I grinned as Kris ducked at the door.

“What do you want to eat?” I asked. He pointed at one of the dishes.

“Go ahead and sit down, I’ll~”

“I’ll do it, you go sit down.” He said as he directed me to an empty table.

“We’re not technically lying, right?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean what we’re doing now, we’re not lying to our parents anymore.”

He blinked at me.

“We’re not?”

“We are, because I don’t like you back and I cant believe you didn’t get my message the other time.”

Kris’s POV

Jooyoung pouted and began eating her meal.

“Jooyoung~”

“Forget it.”

I smiled and sat beside her.

“I thought you were just giving me a chance, like Suho~”

“You’re slow. I don’t like you, shoo!”

I laughed and relaxed on my chair. I saw her smiled and eat again.

“If I didn’t……..like…you back do you think I’d spend my very precious SATURDAY with you, Wu Yi Fan?”

I felt a small smile on my lips; I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“Thank you, Jooyoung, for coming to me.”

Narrator’s POV

There were rare moments when Kris would show affection like earlier, but that didn’t mean who would do it in public. The two were walking by the streets of Myeondong. Jooyoung was walking a few steps in front of him, while he just observed her as she looked at the stores with interest. He didn’t like the way some men would turn their heads as she passed.

“I’m going inside.” She said as she stopped in front of a shoe store. Kris nodded and followed her in.

“Why do you have to wear shorts?” He muttered. Jooyoung smiled at him and picked up a pair of spike loafers.

“This is quite similar to your…..personality.” She smiled and placed it down. Kris caught her hand.

Jooyoung blushed a little but she just went ahead and looked around. Kris smirked in victory as he saw those youngsters who were eyeing his girlfriend look away.

Yes, he was getting petty too.

“That party you talked about is a formal event right?”

“Do you want to go shopping for dressed now?” He asked.

“I wont put you through hell.” She smiled as they got in the car.

“It’s okay with me.”

Kris’s phone rang, it was his secretary calling. Jooyoung nodded and he took the call.

“What is it?”

“What do you feel about attending a convention together?”

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