Amazing - B1A4 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_7aH1pTKFo   ----------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Before they knew it, night had dawned on them and the darkening skies covered all of Seoul.   Dinner had been served – fried rice, noodles, and dim sum, courtesy of the Chinese takeout eatery a few blocks away.   It had been a long thirty minutes of silence into the meal when Miyoung finally put down her chopsticks.   “Can you please stop staring now?” She mumbled awkwardly under Byunghun’s intent gaze, “You haven’t even touched your food.”   L. Joe, who had been watching her unwaveringly, blinked and stared at his plate.   “It’s probably all cold now,” Miyoung noted.   Byunghun lightly poked his shrimp dumpling, or har gow. Sure enough, it felt cool to the touch.   Miyoung sighed and wiped her hands onto a napkin, “I’ll go warm it up for you.”   Before she could take his plate, a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. Byunghun shook his head, “I’ll eat it as it is.”   Miyoung gave him a strange look as he dropped a dumpling in his mouth. He chomped on it and beamed at her, cheeks puffed up with food, “Shee? Ish good! Ack—!” He choked, coughed wildly and tried not to spit up the food.   She quickly handed him a glass of water as he thirstily gulped it down. At once, his coughs began to trickle away until they completely stopped. He sighed in relief.   The ends of Miyoung’s lips curved up into a smile as she lightly flicked his forehead, “Bonehead. That’s why you don’t talk with your mouth full.”   L. Joe’s lips pouted as he pretended to sob, “Waaah~ I got scolded!” He covered his face and whimpered to himself.   Miyoung rolled her eyes at his ‘pathetic’ attempts to act cute, but she secretly let out a chortle. *Seriously, how could anyone stay upset at him?*   “You laughed!” He squealed and zoomed in on her face after every chant, “You laughed~ You laughed~”   Miyoung tried to inch away, “Hey, stop!” Her lips threatened to tingle with a smile though.   “You laughed,” he continued to taunt and swiped a hand to tickle her. Miyoung narrowly dodged and yelped, shooting out of her seat and escaping quickly. A wide grin cracked across L. Joe’s lips as he chased her, “Masteeeer, get back here!”   “No! Go away!” She replied and headed towards her room. Byunghun’s eyes narrowed mischievously, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of her, wiggling his fingers, “Hello there.”   Miyoung gawked at his inhumane speed for a second, giving L. Joe time to scoop her up in his arms.   “Byunghun! Put me down!” She laughed hard and kicked her legs as he hugged her possessively.   “No.”   “Come on, let me down, I’ve got to clean the dishes!”   “Hmm, let me think – no.”   “Hey!” She protested.   “Shh, I’ll clean them later, so don’t worry.”  The blond assured as he collapsed on the couch with her in his arms. “Right now, let’s just take advantage of the time we have together.”   Miyoung’s expression softened at those words and all laughter died down. L. Joe took her silence into account and gazed down at her, who was being held bridal style. She slowly sat up, legs draped over his lap.   “Let’s worry about trivial things later, okay?” Byunghun murmured. He could see through her mixed feelings and knew that inside, she was worried sick about his departure. He conjured up the most reassuring smile in an effort to soothe her.   Miyoung understood where he was coming from and slowly nodded in agreement.   L. Joe’s eyes lit up, and he brushed her cheek with one of her fingers before pulling away. “Hey,” he said as he pulled her up until she was sitting on his lap, “You want to do something fun?”   “Like what?” Miyoung bit her lip and her cheeks flushed at the close proximity.   L. Joe’s smile broadened, “A sleepover!”   That threw Miyoung off-guard, “M-Muh?”   “We can sleep together, right here.” He pointed to the living room floor, “Instead of sleeping apart in our rooms, we can set up some blankets and watch a movie and stuff. Sounds fun, doesn’t it?”   The female’s dark eyes widened. *What? Together? But… Isn’t it too sudden? Plus, it’s only been a few hours since we became a c-co….couple…* She pondered frantically.   “You… don’t want to?” His voice asked innocently, and Miyoung snapped out of her daze to see him gazing up at her with expectant eyes. The dim lighting cast a shadow on the contours of his face and highlighted his peachy pink lips.   Miyoung involuntarily blushed and swore in her head. *Stupid Andromeda. I’m acting like a sixteen year-old girl and it’s all because of him. Why is he asking if he knows very well that I can’t say no to that kind of face?*   In defeat, she agreed. “Yay!” Byunghun cheered as she got off of him, “All right already, I’ll go get the blankets. You keep your promise and do the dishes.” She helped him up and lightly bumped her hip with his, “Go.”   “Yes ma’am,” he mused, making Miyoung chuckle and squish his cheeks with one hand, making his mouth pucker up, “Geez.”   When she let go, Byunghun simply gave her another one of his dumb grins that she loved so much.   ------------------------------   “Yeobo~ Come to sleep~” L. Joe mused from the living room, clad in light blue pajama pants and a white tank top that showed off his chiseled stomach. He was sprawled across the nicely done blankets and pillows that Miyoung had just spread out.   “I’m not your honey~” Miyoung mused back from her room as Byunghun snickered, “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that, yeobo~”   “You’re annoying~” She sweetly cooed. Her voice made an echo throughout the apartment.   “But you love me~” He retorted, rolling onto his stomach, “Oof.” His blonde hair rustled a bit as he moved.   M