If look could kill, if it can kill, Seungyeon muses, the look on Minhyuk’s face now almost warrant a death certificate. She felt sorry for her attendant, the male attendant as she realises that the look is directed solely to him.

Even he, she notices, realised that Minhyuk is shooting daggers at him from behind. His close scrutiny, that glare, she chuckles as she throws a warning look at Minhyuk.

That manages to relax him for a moment before he was shooting glares once more to that poor attendance as he fixes the bodice of her gown.

His hands was shaking, his lips tremble and his voice was shaky, ah the effect of Lee Minhyuk, she tries to reassure him, not to be afraid, and although he laughs saying that he is okay, it was clear that okay was far from him now.

Each time he moves, he would glances at the sitting area, flinches when he realises that Minhyuk is still watching him, like a prey.

She felt sorry, really sorry but her hands are tied, it’s not like she hasn’t done anything to help that poor guy, she demanded for Minhyuk to leave, but he refuses, she coaxes him to go get some breakfast, he left only to come back few minutes later, with coffee and sandwich on his hand, eating while watching them.

The only time they were left free was during his fitting, but unfortunately as male and female has a different time to get fitted and customized, he was back in the sitting area at her fitting area in a matter of 15 minutes, all decked up in his clothes.

He was perfection, a vision of him, she cried when he came into the room, causing him to feel embarrassed and awkward that he finally barks at her for crying.

But it was his red face and ears that actually make her stops crying and started laughing.

He flinches once more this time it was because of the low growl from the sitting man, Seungyeon rolls her eyes as she shoot a glance at Minhyuk, he totally ignored her this time.

She sighs as she looks down to him, as he hurriedly bending down to take the tape that he drops down upon hearing the growl, shaking her head, she extended her hand to help him getting up again.

The poor attendant flinches once more and immediately dropped the hand that was holding her hand as the growl has now turns to a low rumble.

“I think, I think I better get some help.”

She can only smiles apologetically at him, and nodded agreeing with his statement.

She watches as he scurried out from the room.

She turns her attention to the other guy in the room who is now has relaxes and seems to be enjoying the magazine he is holding.

Grabbing the end of her gown, she steps down from the palatial and walked up to him, standing in front of him; she raises her hands to her waist.

“He was just doing his job, u should know that.” He raised his eyebrow.

“What did I do?”

“Oh don’t act all innocent with me, I was here remember.”

“He was touching u!”

“He was adjusting the gown!”

“He was playing with ur hair!”

“He was fixing the freaking veil!”

“He laughs!”

“And what? Do u expected him to cry?”

“No! Of course not!”

“Then what?”

“U laugh with him!”

“What then? Do u expected me to cry instead?”

“No of course not!!!”

They both stood silent, looking at each other, before both of them started laughing at the same time, treading her way, she slowly comes into Minhyuk’s embrace, holding him by his waist, smiling and wiping away her tears, laughing tears.

“What are we doing?”

He shrugged, grinning into her gaze, “fighting I guess.”

“Ah…” she grins sheepishly at him.

“If look could kill…”

“Hhhmmm?”

“I was just thinking, the way u looks at that attendant just now, if it could kill…” she laughs remembering her thought from before. “Never mind.” She shook her head instead.

“If look could kill…” he grins.

She looks up to him, smiling, “yes, if it could kill?”

Slowly Minhyuk kisses her on the forehead, “if it could kill, then I would most probably be dead the first time we've met.”

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having crazy block b feels these past few days

hahaha