Despite making up after the argument that day, you could were still quite suspicious of him. His actions were sneaky and he seems to panic whenever you go near him. Yong Junhyung was never a good liar, and you could see it all over his face.

"Hello? Jun?" You called him on the phone.

"Erm, baby.. I... I am busy right now." He said hurriedly.

"You're always busy." You said, feeling angry.

"No. I mean... I'm serious. I'll call you in a while? Please?" He said.

"Is this okay?" You heard a female voice from the background.

"Shhh!" You heard him say in a muffled voice. He must have covered the speaker.

"Don't call me at all." You ended the call.

"Idiot." You mumbled as you threw your phone aside.

You threw yourself onto the sofa, in a deep breath.

“Relax! Relax! You ain’t like other girls. You promised yourself not to be like other girls. He is different. He wouldn’t do something like that. Trust him. Freaking trust him.” You mumbled to yourself.

Your phone rang. It was him.

“Baby!” He called out in a worried voice.

“Yea?” You mumbled.

“I was busy just now. I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“It’s fine.” You said.

“What’s up?” He asked.

“Just want to ask if you’ll be back for dinner tonight.” You said.

“Oh.. Tonight.. Erm…” He seemed unsure.

“Work again? Alright, I get it. Take care and eat something, kay?” You said.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized again.

“No, don’t be. Work comes first.” You said, adding a little sarcasm.

“Baby, you know you come first.” He said.

“Yea, I guess I know. Hey, I got to go. Bye.” You ended the call.

“Trust him. Trust us.” You mumbled, throwing the phone onto the couch as you headed into the room.

***

“Did you change your cologne?” You asked him.

“Did I?” He looked up from his phone.

“That’s why I am asking you.” You said.

“I did not. Why?” He asked.

“You smell different.” You said.

He put his phone down and sat closer to you with a smirk plastered on his face.

“I do?” He asked, face inches away from yours.

“Yes. You smell bad. Eww~” You .

“Yah!” He pouted, grabbing both your hands.

“Ewww~” You continued to .

“Do I really smell bad? I showered!” He said, smelling himself.

“You smell very terrible~” You made a puking sound.

“Uh oh. You awoken the dragon.” He frowned.

“Uh oh.” You covered your mouth.

He started tickling you, causing you to laugh like crazy. While laughing, you glanced over at his phone on the table. You saw his unsent message.

‘Of course I’m coming! Let me settle her first…’ That is all you can see.

For a moment, you could not feel his tickles at all. All you felt was betrayal. You hid your emotions quickly and continued to play along with him.

“Okay okay okay! Stop stop! You smell like a flower! You smell like a flower!!” You laughed.

“Good!” He said, pulling you to sit up.

You straightened your clothes and stood up.

“A dead flower.” You said into his face before running away.

“I BEG YOUR PARDON!?” He yelled, running after you.

After a few hours, the both of you headed to bed.

“What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?” You asked, playing with his fingers.

“You.” He giggled.

You looked at him from the side.

“erted dragon.” You whispered, kissing his ear.

“Well, you like it, don’t you?” He circled his arms around your waist.

“Good night.” He said softly.

“Mmm~” You snuggled your face into his chest.

You were not exactly asleep. His text message to whoever it was kept appearing in your head. You were confused as to what it meant. But one thing for sure, the ‘her’ in his message meant you, and you know it.

You shut your eyes quickly when you heard his phone vibrate. You felt him jerk a little. He carefully pulled your hands away, covering the blanket over you as he slipped out of bed.

“Hello?” He said in a soft, husky voice.

“Mmm.. Give me ten minutes.” He said.

“What? No no.. I’m coming. Yes. See you.” He ended the call.

You heard him go to the toilet to freshen up. You heard him open the wardrobe and the sound of hangers hitting against each other as he searched for clothes. He was doing everything in the dark, perhaps not to wake you since you were very sensitive to light. You felt him come close to you, push your hair aside and pat your cheek lightly. You heard him collect his keys, phone and wallet.

He closed the door lightly, and when heard the click, you opened your eyes and sat up. You turned the sidelight on. You touched his side of the bed lightly. It was still warm from his presence. His shirt and boxer lay messily on the chair. You contemplated with yourself for a while. You were not sure if you could take what you see, but you did it anyway.

You went to the window, draw open the curtains slightly and looked down. You saw him jogging towards a white car. The driver’s side of the door opened. The driver came out, waving and walking towards him. You watch them lean against the car, very close to each other as they chatted for a few minutes before they both headed back into the car and drove off.

You felt as thou your heart have been ripped opened by sharp claws. Claws of betrayal, perhaps. The driver is a woman. You could not see her face clearly. But you were a hundred percent sure it is a she.

***

“Give me some time!” You heard him from outside the room.

You were not eavesdropping on purpose. You just wanted to bring him some fruits.

“I’ll tell her tonight. I promise.” You heard him say in a hushed voice.

“Yes, I promise you. I’ll get it settled tonight.” He said.

“Okay. Bye.” He ended the call.

His face paled when he opened the door to see you standing there.

“Oh… B.. Baby.. What were you doing.. outside?” He stuttered.

You raised up the bowl of fruits in your hand.

“Watermelons?” He forced a smile.

“For you.” You said, pretending nothing happened.

“Let’s eat outside.” He said, putting his arm over your shoulders, leading you out.

You looked over at his hand on your shoulder. How much you wish to shake it off. You did not want him touching you with the hand he used to touch another woman.

“So, where are we going later?” You asked.

“Later?” He looked at you, surprised.

“Oh, you were not intending to go out with me since it’s your off day today?” You asked.

“I… I have something to.. do..” He mumbled.

“Alright then.” You smiled.

“I’m sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” You shrugged your shoulders.

You headed into the room to calm yourself down. You saw his phone on the table. You should not be doing this, but the devil inside you won. You grabbed his phone, keyed in the PIN and tapped on the icon named ‘Messages’.

You were raging with anger as you read through his messages. They did not seem very intimate or detailed, but you could sense the closeness between the two. It made things even more suspicious when the name of the other party in his phone was not exactly a name, but a symbol; （＾＿－）≡★

（＾＿－）≡★: ‘The usual? Pick you at 1?’

Junhyung: 1 is good. But perhaps your home~ XD

（＾＿－）≡★: Sneaky fellaaaaaaa~

-

Junhyung: You got things ready?

（＾＿－）≡★: Yes. Everything’s done. Just need you now.

Junhyung: COMING!!! ^^

-

（＾＿－）≡★: This is getting terrible. When are you ever going to tell her?

Junhyung: Give me some time. You know I can’t tell her yet. Not now.

（＾＿－）≡★: You’re taking too long.

Junhyung: I’m sorry :(

You could not bear to read anymore. You would grab a knife and stab him in his stomach if you continue. You know it. You dropped his phone back onto the table.

“Yong Junhyung… You…” You mumbled to yourself as your clenched your fists tight, nails digging into your skin.

"So you're tired of me already." You mumbled, burying your face in your palms, letting your tears flow.

"So much for crushing on me since forever. So much for forever." You said, wiping your tears that does not seem to stop flowing.

"You want to play? Then I'll play too." You clenched your fists and your jaw, glaring hard at the photo of the both of you on the side table.