Dara wakes up with a smile on her face. Stretching her whole body languidly on the bed, like a cat who had a bowl of cream.


"Morning Tam Tam" She greeted the purple plushy "Morning Danchoo" her smile getting wider, as she greets the red plushy.


Sliding off her bed, she whistles a happy tune while she starts preparing for the day. After half an hour, Dara is descending the stairs and heading straight to the dining area, where she sees her sisters already starting breakfast.









-oOo-







"Morning" Dara says, taking a seat.



Bom gives Dara a quizzical look before greeting back "Morning."



"Morning" Byul greets, spreading jam on her toast.


Byul's hand stops, her eyes straying over at Dara, when the latter begins humming a tune while she scoops some eggs and bacon. Dara continues to hum even when she is chewing the bit of bacon she forked in.


Byul faces Bom, a brow raised in question. Bom shrugs her shoulders, since she's also clueless why Dara is acting weird. 


It's weird for them because it has been quite awhile since they saw their baby sister acting like she is now. For a month or so, they got used to Dara grumbling about how her hell starts in a few hours on days when she has work.


"Looks like someone had a nice dream" Byul comments, staring suggestively at Dara


Dara is currently tearing off a small piece from the bread she holds in her hands "Who?" Popping the bread in . "Me?" She asks, noticing the way her sisters are staring at her.


Bom nods.


Dara giggles "What gave you that idea, unnie?"


"You're humming" Byul states, Her toast all forgotten.


"And you're giggling" Bom adds.


Dara forks a mouthful of eggs, and glances at her sisters. She couldn't help but giggle seeing the solemn expressions on both of her sisters. They are really serious.


"See?" Bom points out again.


Dara has open to give a retort, when her eyes catches the time. "Shoot! I'm running late" Forking another mouthful of eggs. Washing it down with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice "Let's have this discussion next time. Bye!" 







-oOo-





Byul and Bom watches as Dara rises quickly from her seat and sprints towards the door, grabbing her stuff along the way.


"Hyeorin~ah told me Dara's been happy since yesterday." Bom suddenly remembers.


"Really? I wonder why?" Byul takes a bite on her toast.


"Dara~ah went with Bin to go camping" Bom fills Byul, who was gone the whole weekend for a photoshoot. "Unnie, do you think they’ve?"


“Dara~ah would’ve told us, if her relationship with Bin have developed into something else other than being friends.” Byul interrupts Bom before the latter finishes what she wants to say.


“Are you sure, unnie? Maybe Dara~ah’s just shy to tell us” 


Byul shakes her head “No, something else must have happened.”









-oOo-







Dara exits from Seunghyun's office, pulling the door close behind her with her free hand, a smile plastered on her face. Her eyes scans the empty hall before her, hoping to see a familiar figure. She walks to her cubicle, placing the clipboard and pen she's clutching close on top of her table.


Glancing down on her wristwatch she sees that it's five minutes past noon. The smile on her face slowly turns to a frown. She couldn't help but feel disappointment starting to wash over her.


"What the..." Dara mumbles under her breath "I should be happy that he's no longer out to annoy the hell out of me, now that we're friends, right?" 


A picture of Jiiyong's teasing face flashes inside her head.


"Argh!" Dara grunted, slamming her palms down on her table "I'm just hungry" shaking her head, in an attempt to shake off the image and the weird emotions that's creeping up on her "Yup. This is what hunger does to me." remembering her unfinished breakfast, she mumbles the reason that first came to her.


That's the ONLY reason. Nothing else. 


She had slammed the table a bit too hard, it shook making the pen, the on she set down earlier, to roll off to the edge before it plunges down to the carpeted floor. Dara bends over to grab it before it rolls off further under the table, she missed seeing the person who had just arrived.




Jiyong stops in his tracks as his eyes take in Dara's sticking up high in the air, which was right smack in front of him. The corner of his lips lift, forming a smirk.


"Nice view." He drawls out.


Dara moves too quickly, she raps the back of her head against the table. "Ow!" She yelps at the impact.


Jiyong rushes over to Dara, catching her by the elbow to prevent her from toppling backwards. Helping Dara up, he wraps one arm around her waist to keep her upright. 


"Yah!" Dara clenches one hand and hits Jiyong by the shoulders "Are you planning to give me a heart attack?"


"I know the sight of me can make a woman go weak on the knees" Jiyong couldn't help but give in to the urge of teasing Dara "I'm flattered to know I have that effect on you."


"You're so full of yourself." Dara rolls her eyes, her right hand reaching over the back of her head. Wincing when her hand connects with the knot that's starting to form.


Jiyong asks Dara, noticing the wince "You ok?"


Since most of the pain had subsided, Dara glowers at Jiyong "Let me bang your head against the table. I'll go and ask that question, you tell me if it hurts." she sarcastically snaps. 


Dara, mumbling things under her breath, is unaware that Jiyong has his eyes fixed on her lower lip jutting out to a small pout. 


Jiyong holds her by the shoulders and turns her body around, now they're standing face to face. 


"What?" Dara says exasperated. Not bothering to hide the annoyance that taints her voice.


His next action though, is totally unexpected. 


Jiyong's hand reaches up and gingerly touches the part of her head where the lump is, and starts to gently doing circular motions with the heel of his palm. Dara's ayes flutters close, and lets out a moan, feeling the pain ebbing away.


"Darn. I really am so good" Jiyong teasingly remarks, not stopping his hands from massaging the tender spot on Dara's head.


Dara rolls her eyes again "Whatever, Jiyong-ssi" 


"Jiyong" 


"Huh?" 


"You're making me feel old with the honorifics."


"Well, technically you're older than me" 


"It's only a year difference. Besides we're friends now, right?" Jiyong ends staring down at Dara. "Or would you rather call me 'oppa' instead?" wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.


Dara laughs.







-oOo-







The door to Seunghyun's office swings open. 


"Ji, I've already wa..." Seunghyun stops midsentence "What's happening here?" taking in the way the Dara and Jiyong are standing close to each other, and is no where near looking like they're out for each other's throat and blood.


"Hyung!" Jiyong steps back, bringing his hand down from massaging Dara's head and greets a perplexed looking Seunghyun "I'm here to ask if you want to grab some lunch"


Seunghyun kept darting his eyes, back and forth, at Jiyong and Dara. 


“Lunch?” Seunghyun receives a nod from Jiyong “Uhm. Sure.”


“Want to join us?” Jiyong asks Dara.


“Thanks for the offer, but I’ll be meeting oppa for lunch.” Dara says, surprise on her face. 


“Guess, we’ll go ahead then.” Jiyong inclines his head to the side where the elevator is “Let’s go, hyung.”


“Are you sure you don’t want to join us?” Seunghyun is more astounded than Dara was at the invitation. And he’s not sure if he did see disappointment pass over Jiyong’s eyes after Dara declined his offer.


“I’m sure” Dara smiles in assurance “Enjoy your lunch.”


“Bye” Seunghyun took a step forward, following Jiyong.


Dara is watching as Jiyong and Seunghyun walk away from her, when her mobile phone rings. Her face brightens up seeing Won Bin’s name on the screen.


“Oppa!” Dara cheerfully greet after she presses the answer button on her phone. 


The smile vanishes seconds later “Oh. No, no. It’s ok. I understand.” Dara faces the other side as she continues on with the conversation “ We can always have lunch together some other time. Stop worrying oppa. Again, I’m fine.Bye” Dara ends the call, and heaves a deep sigh.


When she turns around, she jumps back seeing Jiyong back to where he was standing awhile ago. 


“Can you please stop sneaking behind people like that!” Dara exclaims, her hand clutching her chest.


“The offer is still open” Jiyong announces. “Let’s celebrate our being friends with decent food” he adds sensing Dara’s hesitation. “The berries were delicious, not that I’m complaining”


“Ok, I’ll go with you” Dara sighs a response,picking up her purse.


While they were waiting for the elevator shaft to arrive, Dara turns to Jiyong “FYI, you are complaining.”








-oOo-







During lunch, Seunghyun continues to observe Dara and Jiyong. He was all revved up to scold Jiyong earlier, when he heard Dara let out a cry. But what he saw shocked the life out of him. It’s making him on edge seeing how normal the two are acting. A far cry from how they were treating each other weeks ago. The only time he saw the two without having thoughts of murdering each other, was well, NEVER! 


Twenty minutes have passed since they started lunch, Dara and Jiyong still bicker whenever the opportunity arises. However, unlike before , it seems that the two are actually enjoying each others comapany and might as well be flirting.


They’re even on a first name basis now! Something is definitely wrong in this picture.


“I’ll just go to the powder room” Dara standing up, says later, after the table was cleared of the dishes.


“Yah! Don’t get lost. I still have a meeting later” Jiyong teases.


“Don’t worry, getting lost is far from my mind.” Dara haughtily adds “I don’t want to get stuck again with a person with a built in tent” 


Jiyong blushes at this remark “I told you it was a natural thing. It’s not like I’ve control over it.”


Dara shrugs “If you say so” before strutting off to where the ladies powder room is.


“Ji” Seunghyun calls the attention of the younger guy, whose eyes are staring after Dara’s retreating back.


“Hyung?” 


“Since when did you and Dara became friends?“


Jiyong chuckles “We don’t exactly hate each other hyung.” 


“Last I’ve checked, you two were calling each other names and you both have each other, listed as the number one person to assassinate.” Seunghyun challenges 


“Ok. We did hate each other” Jiyong sheepishly confesses “She’s not bad.”


Seunghyun gazes steadily at Jiyong “Do you like Dara?”


“What?” Jiyong snorts “Dara? No way!”


“Yes, Dara”


“She’s not even my type.”


“Are you sure?”


“I’m sure.” Jiyong raises a hand, his pinky finger sticking out “I’d even pinky promise it, if you want hyung.”


Seunghyun let the conversation drop, as he sees Dara making her way back to their table. He couldn’t help but notice the way Jiyong looks at Dara.


“I hope I’m wrong” Seunghyun mutters.




 

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