The ticklish feeling running up and down her bare arm woke Soo Yun up. Through the cracks of her eyes she saw a playful smile being displayed on Jaejoong’s face. She closed her eyes again and groaned unattractively, pulling the blankets up to her cheeks as she wiggled all around under the blanket, getting her legs untangled in his.

                The night had been long and she was sore almost everywhere. All she really remembered was the embarrassing positions he had set her in: from being on all fours, hitting from the back, to the top, pumping from the bottom, to even sideways, spooning with intimacy. They never left the soft and creaking bed that night and had finished the act very early in the morning before the sun was out.

                Now the bright sunlight was beating into her eyes and she moaned for wanting more sleep. Jaejoong’s chuckle echoed through the room and he leaned over her so his body had covered the incoming light. His sudden close presence made her flash her eyes open to meet his dashing ones. It was still the same. His eyes were still full of eagerness to capture her once more and it made Soo Yun’s heart flip inside her chest.

                He grasped the blanket over her and pulled it down, revealing her flushed cheeks. Jaejoong laid a gentle kiss on her lips and she froze, immobile. She didn’t know if she should kiss back like she had last night. Is this morning going to be different from the Monday morning long ago?

                “I have something to show you,” Jaejoong whispered.

                She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “What?”

                “You’ll have to get dressed to see it,” he said and got up from the bed they had royally ruined. The sheets slipped off from his body and she looked away from his . Jaejoong laughed and entered the bathroom, leaving her alone in privacy to get dressed.

                She sat up from the bed and sighed. Did this change anything? Did it change her thoughts? Did it change her feelings? No, it shouldn’t. She should still feel the need to divorce him, because wasn’t enough to change her mind of what was set. But why? Why did she feel like it did change something? Not just within her, but the whole situation around her. It was like Jaejoong had ultimately shifted their supposed destiny she was leading them on, and she didn’t know if she should be scared or not.

                “You’re not dressed yet?” Jaejoong said as he pulled a simple shirt over his head.

                “Oh!” She scrambled around on the bed, gathering up the entire blanket to her body, and hopped off, heading into the bathroom.

                In this state of being unsure of anything anymore, she decided to let it go and just see what he was up to. Soo Yun the faucet and began washing her face, at least glad that he didn’t leave gigantic love bites on her in obvious locations.

                When she got out of the bedroom, Jaejoong had prepared her coffee. As she took a sip, she finally remembered that the TV was on loudly the whole time last night and was finally shut off. The junk food she left all around the living was also swept clean away. She peeked at Jaejoong from the corner of her eye, kind of embarrassed now that he k