August 20 2011       It was a regular Saturday for me. Kai and Sehun were out with their girlfriends. The others were also occupied with stuffs they need to do. And I actually just wanna stay home to bake some cupcakes. My 'sons' might be out for the day, but sure thing they'd be bugging me at night.   I was preparing the stuffs I need for my activity when the intercom started buzzing. Our house helper was out for the day to do grocery and run errands for my mom so I took the liberty to check who was outside. As soon as I came face to face with the monitor, Kris' face showed up.   My heart easily fluttered, butterflies filling in my stomach again. Why haven't I got used to  his presence yet? It's been a week and two days since the holding hands incident and after that, it seemed the world came to a 360 degree change. For the past days, he was always beside me, joining me and the boys in whatever we do and wherever we go. Not that I am complaining, but it's quite a surprise. And not to mention, he's nothing but a gentleman and really sweet. He would even give me ride home whenever given the chance. And as for communication, we've been exchanging texts a lot, even phone calls every night, making it a routine. Those days were nothing but a bliss for me. Happiness was what I felt for the last couple of days. Even Kai and Sehun noticed the smiles on my face. The girls, Daeun and Krystal, never failed to take the chance of teasing me about the blush that seemed to stay all the time on my face.   "Hey." I greeted with a smile as soon I opened the gates for him. He was wearing a plain white v-neck shirt and stone washed jeans, matching it with a pair of vans. Whatever this guy wear makes it absolutely stunning.   "Hi." I ushered him inside, and in to the kitchen where everything I need was settled. He took a sit on one of the stool chairs, eyeing me.   "You're going to bake?" He asked.   "Yeah. Chocolate cupcakes. Sehun's been craving the whole week. I promised to bake some for him." I answered, starting to mix the ingredients for the cake. He just stayed there, watching me, smiling. It didn't bother me anymore. His presence, calms me down in a weird way. My heart might be feeling haywire but I am calm. It gives my mind peace, knowing he's just beside me, or around me.   Half way finishing my baking, he suddenly asked if he could help. I nodded with a smile, letting him finish the mixing of icing while we wait for the cupcakes to cool down. I can see the way his eyes twinkled looking at the chocolate icing in front of him. It made me smile, remembering the way Sehun and Kai looked the same.   "Hmmn. This is really good." I giggled seeing him dip a finger on the mix and bring it to his mouth. It's funny seeing him be a little kid.   "Yah. That's for the cupcakes." I playfully scolded him which he just shrugged off, doing it again. But this time, he smeared the icing on the tip of my nose making me squeal, feeling the stickiness of the chocolate.   "Wu Yi Fan!!" He laughed, watching me as I pout, cleaning off the mess on my face. I rolled my eyes, seeing him still laughing on his spot.   "You look delicious with icing on you." He was grinning now, his laughter dying slowly. His eyes were gleaming with mischief, making me pout again.   "You do know that what you said sounded a little ert right?" I said, rolling my eyes.   "Not until you mentioned it." I playfully hit him with a clean spatula I picked off and the giant started laughing again. I couldn't help but feel the number of butterflies in my tummy increase because of his boyish laughter.   "Jeez. Just shut up and let me finish off frosting the cupcakes." I pushed him off aside, making him give me way to start with the final procedure. I was too concentrated on what I was doing, that I didn't even notice that he was taking pictures of me already.   "Yah. What are you doing now?" I asked him when I saw his cellphone out, camera pointing directly at me. He answered a grin, shoving the device back in his pockets.   "Nothing. You done?" He then asked. I pursed my lips and nodded, eyeing my masterpieces. Almost two dozens of cutely decorated cupcakes laid out on the table, not to boast, but everything looked mouthwatering.    "What time are the boys coming over?" We were enjoying a glass of lemonade, sitting outside the garden lawn. The cool breeze played with his dirty blonde locks, making him look even like an angel.   "Hmmn. Probably around 8? Something like that. Why?"   "Nothing. We have enough time." Huh? I looked over at him and he was smiling. The kind of smile that has something behind.   "Enough time for what?" I asked.   "Come on. Come with me for a while. I just want to show you something." He then got up, offering his hand to me.   "W-Where are we going?" I was hesitant to take his hand but that smile on his face made me do it. The moment he clasped my hand around his, he gave it a light squeeze and lead me out of the house.    While we're inside his car, numerous scenarios kept playing on my mind. Whenever I ask him where our destination was, he would only give me a smile and squeeze my hand. The warmth of his hand gave me that soothing and calming feeling. I don't even know why I feel nervous in the first place.   "We're here." He announced, parking his car on what seemed like a cliff. You could see the nearing sunset over the horizon. It was really breathtaking. I never knew this kind of place exists here in Seoul. We got off the car, my eyes never leaving the scenery in front of me.    "It's beautiful."    Regular POV   "It's beautiful." She said in a hushed tone, eyes focused on what's in front of them. But Hyuna was completely oblivious to where Kris' eyes were directed.   "Yeah. It is beautiful indeed." His eyes trained on her, Kris carefully watching her admire the view. He etched every detail of her face in his mind, savoring the special moment.    "Kris?" She looked at him, a bit surprise seeing that he was staring at her. He took notice of the blush spreading on her cheeks.    "Yeah?"   "Thank you for bringing me here."     Hyuna's POV   "Thank you for bringing me here." I told him sincerely, staring back to his eyes. I don't even know if I was delusional or if he was gazing back at me with warmth.   "You're welcome. I'm glad you