Yvonne POV

One minute I was dusting the table then the next thing I knew I was pushed up against a wall with my face was an inch away from Jongin’s PA.

I could feel his breath against my cheek and his eyes traveled my face inspecting every corner of it. I didn’t know where to look so my eyes kind of just wondered and it was a mistake because they met his eyes and I felt my breath hitch in my throat.

His eyes remind me of him.
 

Narrator POV

“What are you two doing?” Kai was standing at the entrance of the living room looking somewhat bored/angry/amused at this sight.

Before Myungsoo backed away Yvonne caught the right corner of his lip slightly tilt up, “Why hyung are we bothering you?”

Kai snorted, “I just ordered two beds one for each of you but maybe I wasted my money on the second bed seeing that one will do just fine.”

Myungsoo laughed, “Nonsense hyung I was just checking to see if this fiancée of yours was human. She wouldn’t stop cleaning the second she stepped into this house.”

“Well at least that saves me money from hiring a maid,” Kai spoke and then headed back to his room.

Once Kai left Myungsoo turned his head towards Yvonne, “Aren’t you offended? He just accused you of cheating then called you his maid,” Myungsoo’s eyes sparked with curiosity.

“If I get mad at everybody who has insulted me before then I’ll be holding a grudge against half the nation. Why should I care about what someone who doesn’t even know me says about me? I’ll just be stressing myself out,” Yvonne replied calmly which impressed Myungsoo and made him even more curious about her.

“So you’re optimistic?” Myungsoo asked.

“No I’d like to call it realistic,” Yvonne finally dropped the table cloth and washed her hands.

“Ah last question,” Myungsoo followed Yvonne to the sink, “Do you really have OCD?”

Yvonne laughed when she heard his question, “No I don’t. I’m just…”

“Nervous?”

Myungsoo watched as Yvonne played with her fingers while avoiding his eye contact, “You said that was the last question. Now it’s my turn,” Yvonne quickly changed the topic.

Aha so you are nervous. Myungsoo hid his smile.

“Who are you?” Yvonne asked.

Myungsoo snorted, “You finally ask, I’m Kim Myungsoo.”

“What’s your relationship with Jongin?”

“Why do you call him Jongin? Nobody expect adults called him that."

“Well what am I suppose to call him?” Yvonne asked irritated.

“My dear husband Oomph!” a pillow landed in Myungsoo’s face. The mature adult like Yvonne turns into a 5 years old kid within a second, Myungsoo smirked, “Kai. Call him Kai.”

Yvonne bit her lip and looked into space. Kai? But Kai’s a cute name… and Jongin is the opposite of that. “What a