-Aerin’s POV-   Sehun and I immediately went home after class. He pulled me out of the school too quickly that I didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye properly to the guys. I still wasn’t allowed to be stressed so he made sure that I got home in time for a rest before dinner. He even insisted on cooking. I felt useless. I quickly changed out of my uniform with no plan to rest at all. It’s not like I had a recurring disease. I put on a tank top, knickers and a pair of running shoes. I then strapped my iPod on my left arm then tied my hair into a ponytail. I was going to spend the afternoon at the treadmill at the basement. I’ve been lying down too much that I felt like running around. It’s just too bad that Sehun wouldn’t allow me to go out by myself and he makes sure I don’t tire myself. He carried my bag around and checked on me once in a while. Talk about paranoid.   I ran down the stairs, into the kitchen in search for some bottled water. I took one from the fridge, about to close its door when he entered the kitchen from the backdoor, dripping wet. He went swimming at our backyard pool. He looked at me from head to toe. I knew what he was about to say so I tossed him the towel that was hanging at the back of the chair. He caught it in mid-air.   “Where are you going?” he demanded.   I rolled my eyes when I saw how wet the floor was. I took the rag and laid it on the floor haphazardly on the trail Sehun made. “Nowhere,” I answered.   “Then why are you dressed like that? You’re not going for a jog if that’s what you’re planning. I’m not allowing you to go out.”   What was he, my parole officer? I frowned. “I’m not going out, Mr. Warden. Now go out and swim.” I turned around then went to the basement, plugging my earphones to keep the noise out. I then turned the treadmill on, setting it at a good pace then began running. I’ve been running for a while when I saw a hand pressing buttons in front of me. I nearly stumbled at the sudden halt that brought about then the same hand steadied me. I gripped the bars before I could lose my balance. When I looked up, I saw Sehun shaking his head at me. He already changed into a pair of green track pants and a white shirt. I removed my earphones, annoyed.   “What?” I asked, irritated by the intrusion.   “Stop straining yourself,” he told me.   “It’s just the treadmill. I –”   “No buts.”   I shrugged, but didn’t argue any further. I pulled the towel he was offering me. It was his birthday anyway so I’ll let him have his way. He was going over the top. I felt fine and he was ruining it. No doubt my mother put him up to this. “Fine,” I said then marched off to the stairs, heading to our room. He followed close behind me. Sheesh! When I got there, I sat on his newly-made bed just to annoy him, but nothing like that happened. Instead, he sat next to me. I took the iPod off and tossed it near his pillow.   “You okay?” he asked me.   I made a face. “Thanks for worrying, but it’s unnecessary.”   “You’re flushed. Do you want something to drink?” he insisted.   I chuckled bitterly. “Shut up. I could get myself a drink if I wanted to.”   “Your doctor said –”   I rolled my eyes at him. “Heck with what he said. I’m fine. Stop restraining me!”   He sighed. “You know it’s for you…”   “Yeah and blah, blah, blah. I get it. I can’t. Fine. No more argument.” Silence followed that and I decided to break it with a lighter topic. “It’s your birthday.”   He frowned. “What about it?” he said, looking at the floor.   I giggled and poked him on the side. He jerked away, startled, suddenly, eyeing me. “I’m sure you want something. Just tell me and I’ll buy it for you.”   He smirked. “Yeah, right. I doubt that you could give what I want.”   “If you want, I’ll pay for half the expenses on your bash,” I offered, grinning at him.   He shook his head. “No.”   “Then what?” I prompted him.   “I want…you.”   I arched a brow at him. “Shut up and just decide on what you want. After that, tell me what it is.”   He placed a hand on the mattress on my other side just beside my leg, trapping me as he leaned closer. “Y-O-U. I want you,” he repeated.   I laughed nervously. The look on his face gave me chills running up and down my spine. I leaned back, supporting myself with one arm. What was he up to again?   “Stop kidding already,” I muttered, trying to wrench my gaze away from his eyes, but couldn’t. My eyes keep straying to his lips. I bit my lower lip, trying to think of a way to escape.   To my surprise, he chuckled. “Stop doing that.”   “Doing what?” I asked, still biting my lower lip. I didn’t know what to do anymore. Since he confessed, things wouldn’t be the same anymore. I gasped when he leaned closer.   “That,” he said when I was about to bite my lip again then closed the distance between our faces. He immediately seized my lower lip with his own, seductively nibbling at it before I could react. He breathed in deeply as he deepened the kiss. I could feel him trying to push me down, but I resisted. Instead, he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. He continued kissing me even as I remained as passive as a stone sculpture. I didn’t know what to make of the feelings that were slowly coursing through me, so in turn, I couldn’t respond to him.   I was fully aware of what was going on as if my senses were heightened ten times. I could hear my own heart pounding inside my chest while blood rushed up to my temples. I could hear him breathing against me and I could feel every toe-thrilling maneuvering action he did with his lips. Still, I just stared at him, his perfect face so close that even with his eyes closed, he looked magnificent. The look on his face was unfathomable, but I knew where everything was leading us both. I pulled back, putting a hand against my mouth.   He was breathless when he leaned away, slowly opening his eyes to look at me. I was, too. I didn’t know for sure how long it lasted. My elbow was threatening to buckle under me, so before it gave way, I straightened up and ended up leaning against him. He took it the wrong way again and tilted my face up so that I was looking straight into his eyes. He leaned over for another kiss, but before he could touch me, I diverted my gaze and turned the other way. Before I could rid myself of his face, I saw hurt cross his features. He pulled me closer to him, his arm remaining around my waist. I leaned on his shoulder, staring straight at the white wall opposite his bed. I could feel his eyes on me then saw him smirk through my periphery. I pouted at him, showing my confusion.   He chuckled. “That’s definitely me being sweet,” he told me.   “Yeah?” I mumbled, gently removing his arm away from me. I looked at him. “Don’t you have anything sweet that doesn’t include kissing me?”   He rolled his eyes at me. “Is Chan Yeol hyung that good a kisser that when it’s him, I don’t see you complaining?”   “That’s not it at all…”   “Then what?” he demanded. “You were the one who told me that you wouldn’t even consider him if I told you that I liked you.”   Ha! “It’s too late for that, though.”   “Does that mean you’re choosing him over me now?”   I shook my head. “Why are you even asking me that?”   He sighed, pain drawn all over his face. “Because you keep pushing me to.”   “What?!” I stood up from my seat. “Fine. I’m not going to ask you what you want. I’ll just buy you a gift.”   “You already gave me my gift.”   “Aish!” I yelled at him then he pulled me beside him, hugging my waist as he placed his chin on top of my shoulder. “Let go!”   He laughed. “No~.”   I stopped struggling around him and reached over to touch his face, tracing his jaw-line. He made me face him, kissing the tip of my nose. I leaned back and sighed. “I’m tired.”   “You are?”   I nodded. “Dealing with you is worse than running for a mile nonstop.”   “Is that so?”   “Mmhmm.”   “You mean kissing me?” He shrugged. “You didn’t even react to it. Now I feel like that myth about Pygmalion and his stupid sculpture.” He leaned his head on my shoulder.   “You think I’m stupid then.” I nodded. “That’s really nice and you’re heavy.”   “Stupid sculpture. I didn’t say ‘stupid Aerin’. You’re many things, but not stupid,” he said against my skin and I felt tingly all over. I shivered then he smirked. “See how I make you feel? Is hyung capab