Tiffany's POV

 

I started to cry when I felt someone approaching.

 

Could it be him? He shouldn't have left me in the first place.

 

I looked up, anticipating to see a worried-looking Donghae, but to my utter dismay, I was greeted by the angelic face of Joon.

 

I hugged him.

 

"Why did you left me?" I whispered and hugged him tightly.

 

"Wha--- Shhh," he consoled me. Actually he is the only one who can console me.

 

"Let's go home?" he asked but it sounded more like a command.

 

I simply nodded.

 

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Donghae's POV

 

She keeps tossing her stuffs at me and I couldn't tolerate it anymore. I picked all the things that she threw and walked away.

 

"Huh. I bet she couldn't even move an inch. That brat, who did she think she is?" he then remembered that he should be at her side, protecting her.

 

"Ahhh! This is driving me crazy!" he rushed towards Tiffany but thought that he would only trigger her to be more angry.

 

It so happens that Lee Joon is passing by.

 

"Excuse me? You are Mr. Lee Joon, right?" he asked.

 

"Ah, yes. What can I do for you?" Joon answered.

 

He really sounded like a business man.

 

Donghae told him what happened.

 

"I get it. So you want me to console her?" Joon asked.

 

"Yes. I heard that only you can console Ms. Hwang," Donghae said.

 

"Is that so? Then I'll get going then," Joon said and walked towards Tiffany.

 

He did some research about her last night.

 

He thought that this would be the best decision; letting Tiffany cool down.

 

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3rd Person's POV

 

Tiffany and Lee Joon headed to the car, where Donghae was waiting for them.

 

Donghae bowed at them. Tiffany looked away. Since it's too cold, her feet is feeling really numb.

 

"Are you okay?" Joon asked.

 

She nodded.

 

Of course, not. It's too cold and she isn't wearing shoes. Donghae rolled his eyes.

 

Donghae knelt , put  down a pair of boots and extended his hand.

 

Is he expecting me to wear those ugly looking boots?

 

"Come on, Fany-ah. It's getting to cold here," Joon said as a strong wind, breeze pass them.

 

He held Tiffany's foot and helped her wore the boots.

 

His ice-cold hands felt contrasting to her warm boots.

 

She stared at him.

 

Thump, thump, thump.

 

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