here goes the truth that lies within.

enjoy the , sweethearts. somehow the ending seems like a big disappointment. pmsl. you guys better not read this before you wish you never subscribed in the first place. and somehow, somehow, the way I write now is waaaay different than the first time I wrote. Should I rewrite everything? ;o; cries

~♥~

It feels nice.

I snuggle closer to the source of warmth that engulfed my whole body. It almost summer but seems like the warm season doesn’t want to show up yet. I pressed my face harder to my pillow. It has manly scent like Donghae’s and my pillow feels so warm yet too firm.

Eung, what?

My brain somehow clicked but yet I have gotten the whole thing right. Since when did my pillow have a scent or heat? And how in the world it lost its fluffiness? D-Did some aliens barge in into my room and abduct me to an unknown planet?

OH NOOO!

I HAVENT KISSED DONGHAE YET.

Talking about Donghae…I still cannot believe it, he drove me home yesterday. He even offered me first and not because I asked him to. And and and, omg, he even feed me! In cafeteria! When all of students would pass by us! I’m sooooo happy it felt like my ovaries are going to explode. Oh wait, what did I ramble about? I don’t have ovaries, geez. Hm, what’s Donghae doing right now? Has he woken up already? Does he miss me? I missed him like crazy eventhough it just barely 12 hours since the last time we seen each other. I hug my pillow stronger, unconsciously a little pout formed on my lips.

“Aw.”

Then it clicked me.

Donghae… He stayed for a night, didn’t he?

Is that why my pillow is warm like Donghae and have a same scent like Donghae? And is it the reason why it feels too firm?

I opened my eyes shakily and welcomed with a bright-slight-painfully-forced-smile, “Morning, Hyukkie...”

“GYAAAA!!!!”

~♥~

I stay far away from Donghae and muttering a quite low sorries, my mom seems like haven’t forgive me yet, and Donghae sat there tries to suppress his stupid grin while being pampered by my mom after I kicked him out of the bed this morning, hands off mom he’s mine!

“Your action is so so bad, mister! How could you kick a guest?! To make it worst, it’s your boyfriend for Goodness’ sake! You better be sorry!”

“Mom,” I whined desperately, “I did not kick him on purpose. I just shocked! Someone never slept on my bed! Even when Sungmin and Kyuhyun sleepover, I sleep here and they are on the guest room! I freaked out, mom!”

I exclaimed rather childishly, it makes me want to entire room swallow my whole. Donghae seems like amused with my childish behavior. Well I won’t do anything though, if I were in Donghae’s shoes, I’ll laugh my pitiful state right now.

“Thank goodness, Donghae is a good man. He didn’t even mad when he knew his boyfriend kicked him.”

Yeah, thanks mom, if Donghae is a good man he’ll treat me great since the first time we dated.

I folded my arms in front of my chest, sulking. After what seems like hours, treating Donghae’s uninjured body, finally my mom get out of my room right after sent me her last menacing looks. Donghae moves closer to my side and chuckled not-so-silently.

“What?” I said irritated.

“Well, it’s not nice of you, Hyukkie. You just kicked me and now you snapped at me.”

“I DID NOT MEAN TO—“

“How about going on date so I’ll decide to forgive your or not?”

I stopped my sentence and gapped like a fish in front of the one who supposed to be the fish. He asked me on a date? Like… date? DATE?!

“W-What? D-Date? L-Like actual… Date?” I stammered still in my shock state.

“Yeah, a real date, just the two of us, enjoying the rest of the weekend, how does that sound?”

I nibbled my lower lips, “I-It sounds a-awesome...”

“Great! I will pick you up at 12? Two hours for prepare everything is enough, no?”

“Y-Yes, it’s f-fine…”

“Alright! Seeya, Hyukkie~!” he gets up from my bed and walk out from my room, “but please cut that cute-stammering of yours, it’s cute but I want you to enjoy the day.”

After he closed the door, I throw a pillow to the door and scream the daylight out of my life.

I’m going to have a date

A DATE EVERYONE.

JUST THE TWO OF US

ME AND DONGHAE

ONLY

HA

A stupid wicked grin formed on my face. Life couldn’t get better~

~♥~

“Hell—“

“SUNGMIN!” sorry Sungmin but I got your greetings a lot, “YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE IT!!! DONGHAE! OMG! HE ASKED ME OUT! HE ASKED ME ON A DATE!! TELL ME MINNIEEE, WHAT SHOULD I WEAR? HOW SHOULD I LOOK? WILL IT AFFECT HIM IF I DRESSED DIFFERENTLY? OMG I—“

“STAY THE CALMDOWN!”

I jutted out my lower lips even Sungmin couldn’t witnessed it, “B-BUT—“

“We freaking know it is your first date, Hyukjae!” now Kyuhyun’s voice boomed out from my speaker—oh so he’s staying over Sungmin’s, “But there’s no need to be freaked out okay? You want this, all of the peoples, you are the one who want this the most! Chill out, dude.”

“We have your back here, Hyukkie… just calm down.”

I prefer Sungmin’s gentle voice rather than Kyuhyun’s snarky remarks now.

“Thanks, Minnie, I know you’re the best-est friend I will ever have.”

An out of character whine of Kyuhyun shouted ‘what-about-me’ in the back but neither me nor sungmin care. We chatted almost a few minutes more, mostly Sungmin gave advices and calms me down, and after saying goodbyes we hang up.

I decided to follow Sungmin’s advice to just make everything simple and comfortable. I pulled out my plain white shirt and black jeans, I caught a glimpse of black vest before grabbed it and brought it all to the bathroom.

After a long refreshed shower, I look my reflection on the mirror. My hairs still damp over the shower and I think a few nice style to make Donghae swoon on his knees. It takes a couple of minutes, my hair now styled differently. But my self-esteem is not ready to face Donghae like this.

“Will he like this? What if he thinks I’m overreacting? Should I use my usual hair?”

I tried to style my bangs up but it looks even weirder, “ugh, forehead showed is a no, no. I look like a grand-pa.”

Before I could grab my gel to re-arrange my hair, my mom shouted downstairs that Donghae is there already. What?! I glanced at the clock beside the mirror, and yup, it’s the exact time Donghae told me he will pick me up. I look at my reflection for the last time before answering my mom with a loud and too chirpy ‘coming~’.

Geez, it, Donghae will never care, won’t he?

~♥~

The sounds of Donghae motorcycle is booming loudly on the road. I gripped his jacket harder afraid if I let it go, I will fall from this vehicle. Other reasons, just feel like want to hold him. I mentally chuckled.

Aaannnnd.

Just like what I expected, when I went down earlier, Donghae didn’t comment on why my hair styled differently or even take a longer glance at my appearance. What does the point of this date anyway? He seems reluctant to go yet he’s the one who suggested it. Oh right, he didn’t tell me where will we going, should I ask him?

I decided to ask anyway, “Where are we going?”

“Just wait and see.”

I pouted, I like surprises but this one I don’t. I’m afraid I look like out-of-place later since Donghae’s clothes are more… ungh, how should I put it, more formal? He used a light-blue long-sleeved shirt (he folded his sleeve up to his elbow anyway) and a tight pair of blue jeans that fitted perfectly on his perfect plump thighs. He looks perfect, uhm no he’s perfect everyday, but today he’s beyond perfection. I can’t even—ahsksnjdakd.

“We are here, Hyukkie.”

It stopped my chaotic minds; I jump off of his motorcycle and look around and cannot help but