Attire   "Don't run away again to some other country with him like you did last week."   "Yah, I'm sorry! He invited me and I had to hurry my decision and I just said yes!"   Bbang looked over at Chaelin. They were both in their pjs, sitting on her couch as they ate a bunch of snacks and drank soda. The TV was on but they barely payed attention to what was on TV. They were busier talking and bickering, rather than being glued to the large screen.   Chaelin was laying against Bbang and he was feeding her whatever she asked for. She looked up and her eyes met him, a slight pout forming on her lips. With an eyebrow arched, Bbang looked at her. He knew that expression and he knew it all too well. She probably wanted something else than a snack. Even though he was geniunely upset because nor had she told him, or had she picked up her phone.   "What do you want?"   "You know I'm sorry, right..?"   Her lip jutted forward even more and Bbang let out a groan. He silently leaned forward to plant a kiss on her pout, earning a grin from the younger female. She wrapped her arms around him, his own swinging over her small shoulders, behind her. She sighed contently, Bbang smiling. She looked tired. It was already nearly four in the morning and she'd had a rough battle earlier.    Bbang got up, the younger looking up at him in confusion. He slipped his hand under her knees, the other one right under her arms only to lift her up bridal style. Her arms swung around his neck, still confused by his actions.   "You