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The meeting concluded, and Block B split up with plans to meet back at Zico’s home.

Zico drove Jaehyo and Kyung in his beat-up car.

“Man, this thing is old, Zico. You should get a new car. Where’s all that dough you make? You could get a new hot ride with that.” Kyung wiggled his eyebrows.

“What ‘dough’?” Jaehyo snorted from the back with his feet propped up on the back of Kyung’s seat. “All the damn cash he makes go straight to that self-indulgent princess.”

“Damn, right, hyung. My Jungie Jungie is the princess of all princesses. No Disney princess can top her. She’s badass and beautiful. She is above Mulan on the princess list.” Zico grinned good-naturedly.

“You idiot! Mulan isn’t a princess!” Kyung laughed.

“You should know.” Zico chuckled. When Kyung was little, he had been obsessed with that movie and would force Zico to watch it with him at least once a day. Zico swerved his car into the right lane.

“Uh, Zico. Your house is that way.” Kyung pointed. “I know that.” Zico chuckled. “Where the hell are we going?” Jaehyo asked.

Without an answer, Zico pulled to a stop. Kyung looked up, “Super market? You run out of food?”

“Not me. Jungah did.” Zico got out.

“Of course.” Jaehyo rolled his eyes. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the seat rather grumpily.

Jaehyo and Kyung followed Zico into the market. Zico grabbed a cart and pushed it towards Kyung, “Follow me.”

“Yes, sir.” Kyung saluted. Jaehyo sulked while crossing his arms. *I don’t understand why he does all these things for the ungrateful brat.*

Zico put everything in sight that he thought Jungah would need into the cart. He grabbed an armful of ramen and tossed it into the cart. “Damn. You’re going to make her face swell up like a hot air balloon.” Kyung chuckled. “Why the hell are you buying all those?! She doesn’t need that much food!” Jaehyo snapped.

Zico blinked a couple times and snapped his fingers in epiphany, “You’re right, hyung.” Jaehyo crossed his arms and nodded in satisfaction. “Jungah broke her arm, so she can’t cook! What was I thinking?!” Zico slapped his forehead, and put most of the ramen back on the shelf. Jaehyo smacked his own face. *That’s now what I meant! Woo Jiho, you’re impossible!*

Zico placed a bunch of microwavable dinners into the cart. “These are unhealthy, but it’ll have to do until she heals.” “You should just ask her to move in with you for the time being.” Kyung casually suggested. Zico acted like he hadn’t heard Kyung’s idea.

“Okay, all done. Let’s go to the front.” He paid for all the groceries.

Kyung helped him put them into the trunk. Everyone went back into the car.

“To Jungie Jungie’s!” Zico drove off.

Twenty minutes later, he stopped in front of her apartment building.

“Need help?” Kyung asked. “I got it!” Zico called from the trunk. He shut it, clutched onto the bags of groceries, and headed inside.

“Isn’t that sweet?” Kyung chuckled. “Sweet, my .” Jaehyo spat.

Zico arrived on Jungah’s floor. Humming, he walked towards her door. Suddenly, it opened. His eyes rounded in surprise. *Where is Jungah going at this time?* He opened his mouth to call her name but froze when he saw the tall, recognizable male stepping out of her apartment. *What is he doing here?*

Kris carefully shut Jungah’s front door and made sure it was locked. He looked up and gazed at the door. *Sweet dreams.* Kris turned to go.

Zico moved fast. He darted into the staircase and flattened himself against the wall with a thumping heart. *What is going on? Why is he coming out of her home? He didn’t hurt her, did he?!* Zico heard Kris approaching. He held his breath until he heard the soft ping of the elevator doors.

When Zico was sure Kris was gone, he came out of the staircase. He glanced at the elevators in bafflement. Then he ran to Jungah’s house and darted inside. He dropped the groceries and shouted in alarm, “Jungah! Han Jungah!” Zico raced into her bedroom and stopped. Jungah was peacefully asleep on her bed. *He didn’t hurt her.* Relief filled him at first then hollowness. *What was he doing at her home? Is that how close they’ve gotten? He comes and goes here as he pleases?*

The thought made him numb inside.

Zico stepped back with a blank, stunned expression. He wanted to run but stopped whe