first, oh yes, it's that certain kwon

second, proposals—another yes, it’s plural.

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By the long buzz resonated throughout their apartment Eunji earned a glare from her leader. They were in the middle of watching a talk show when this playful sound was heard. And it’s too familiar for both girls.

Eunji though denied right then, “Ey, don’t look at me like that, Eonni. It’s not him, Oppa is in Japan now,” knowing exactly where he was, she assured her leader.

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“No one loves doing this stupid stuff, only he does. It’s obviously him.” Chorong inhaled deeply, suddenly losing mood. Eunji is merely smiling on her position, not really sure.

Is it really him? Although she previously said it wasn’t him, a sudden excitement grew inside her. Her smile expanded onto such a wide grin.

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“Is it him?” her eyes sparkled.

Standing up, Chorong shouted, “COMING! For goodness’ sake!” walking and grumbling at the same time, she’s determined, no one could stop her from scolding that choding guy. Her glare was presented as she opened the door wide. She’s trying to send a death threat. 

And, just like usual, it wasn’t delivered well.

“Chorongieeeeee!” standing in a casual baseball jacket, a navy snapback, and a knee length jeans, Kwon Jiyong, the one that always, by nature, provoked Park Chorong stepped forward in excitement and took her body for a short hug. “Hi! Hi! Uri Eunji is at home, right?” he questioned, ditching the killing-like glare in front of him.

“Seriously how old are you, Sunbae?” she questioned back, crossing her arms while moving to the side, giving him an enough space to come inside, “Stop playing our bell and just press it like normal people do, Ok?”

Beaming a wide grin, Jiyong motioned his hand, making an OK gesture. However deep down Chorong knew she couldn’t trust this guy’s grin.

They both walked heading the living room, and as he saw the very first person he wanted to see, his grin grew even wider. He watched her giggled on her position before then standing up, walking, and fastening her steps until she reached his body.

Chorong merely sighed, watching these love birds hugging each other like they hadn’t done it for such long period.

“I miss you,” Jiyong whispered while tightening the embrace.

“You’re just here yesterday,” Chorong scoffed. Both Jiyong and Eunji pulled away, looking at each other then burst into one melodic chuckle.

“Seriously Chorong-ah,” he brought Eunji back to his chest as he sent a playful glare to his girlfriend’s leader, “If you’re jealous of us, just call your boyfriend and drag him here,” he said with a long victorious smirk. “Well, I know it’s hard though, he’s doing what, Eunji?”

Eunji grinned, pulling away a little bit, “a world tour.”

“Ah, right,” he’s faking empathy as he continued “and when he’ll return?”

“Yah!” Chorong yelled from the kitchen and Jiyong merely laughed. Satisfied over what he just did.

“Stop doing that, Oppa,” Eunji slapped his chest as she released herself from him. A bit reluctant, Jiyong gazed down at her, “what are doing you here? You said you’re in Japan,” she quickly made a topic.

Jiyong followed her to the couch. Inhaling, he formed a small smile, “we canceled the schedule.”

“Waeyo?” both Eunji and Chorong asked almost together. Standing behind where he sat, Chorong handed him a warm chocolate and earned a smiley thanks.

“But it’s for a new CF … Oppa … waeyo?” Eunji asked, sounded worried.

“It’s nothing, something happened, and we decided to cancel the schedule.”

Joining next to where Eunji sat, Chorong spoke, “for doing that, aren’t you going to get penalty or something like that?” Through her eyes, everyone could tell she had a sincere concern.

If people saw their frequent fight, they would think Chorong and Jiyong seemed never to get along. But truth to be told, their fight wasn’t leading anywhere intense. It’s just a pure annoyance of his childish behavior and his desire to always provoke the leader of Apink.

Back to the couch, through the way his girlfriend looked at him, Jiyong could feel her overly concern. A small smile formed through his lips, sending an assurance that everything was under control.

“Don’t worry, my management handles it well.” He said and was followed with a smirk.

Chorong rolled her eyes and scoffed after, “right, why did I forget that?”

Fast, Jiyong changed his position, leaning more forward, “Chorong-ah, don’t you have something to do?” he questioned, earning a frown from both ladies. Chorong crossed her arms, feeling a sudden attack.

“Are you just trying to kick me out?”

“Correct!” Jiyong laughed. “Wah, no wonder from Apink Leader.”

“Yah! From my own apartment?” Chorong widened his eyes, “Jung Eunji, help me, this ahjussi is insane!”

No one dared to do something like that. Not even other members’ boyfriend. This particular guy though was indeed an exception.

“Shiro!” Chorong argued, “you know yourself, I have nowhere to go. No, I’ll stay here, whatever you’re going to do … I don’t care …”

“Well, I care though,” he grinned. Then standing up, “Eunji-yah, get your jacket, let’s gow owt.” He cutely said.

Eunji was still frowning on her position. Not sure whether what her boyfriend suggested was right or not.

“Kajaa …” and he whined seeing her girlfriend muted not getting up yet.

“You sure it’s fine?” she asked, standing up.

The older nodded right away, multiple times, too eager to spend the night date together. It’s been quite long since they had outside date. Well, like other celebrity couple they too sometimes sneaked out in the middle of night just to walk or play at the nearby park. And thankfully, there weren’t any reporters following them. Apink used to be followed everywhere for these past years, but they gave up already for getting nothing. And it’s because either the reporters weren’t lucky enough or these girls were so smart.

Eunji came out from her room after ten minutes. She had her hair tied onto a long ponytail and a snapback on her hand, ready to put it on her head. Wearing a similar pair of knee length jeans, Eunji matched it with denim jacket and a casual t-shirt. Grinning, she’s ready to go.

Happy for what he saw, Jiyong replied the grin the same way. These two were just overwhelmed with the thought of going out and playing around.

Chorong merely sighed on her seat, there was a leadership part of her who somehow didn’t want to let Eunji out. But then, she couldn’t take back her words either, she didn’t want to go out for the sake of this couple. In fact, leaving them at home was more dangerous than letting them out.

“Be careful,” she said, sending them to the door.

And Jiyong immediately formed a cheeky smirk which then sending uneasy feeling to the leader.

“Not plan to,” he replied shortly before grabbing Eunji’s hand, pulling her to run and earning a loud yell from Park Chorong.

“YAH, I’LL KILL YOU IF SOMETHING HAPPEN TO EUNJI!!”

He laughed while running, and still laughing until the elevator closed. Gazing down, his smile formed, he bit his lips, amused by the sight of his dear trying to breathe. Her ponytail was still swinging to right and left, and she looked so adorable right now, he would never be tired saying this.

Jiyong pulled his snapback then, leaving his forehead open. He titled his head towards her direction and stole a kiss from Eunji.

Startled, Eunji almost stepped back, but Jiyong held her back. “I miss you,” he said before giving more kisses and earning more replies.

“Let’s get a pizza,” he said in the middle of driving.

“At such hour? Aren’t you on diet?” no, she’s not opposing the idea. This girl loved pizza more than anyone, however she did exercises quite routine, she basically could have pizza anytime she wanted. But this ahjussi was quite different. Exercising wasn’t his thing, and he said he was dieting a couple times ago.

“Diet, what is that? I don’t know that word,” and he grinned so wide, “let’s get it,” Jiyong said pulling his car to the closest 24 hours pizza restaurant.

This was strange. Eunji noted.

Kwon Jiyong was playful. Indeed. But he didn’t usually ditch his own routine. He was always man with plans and he’s quite strict with it. How simple it looked like, dieting was still counted as his agenda. It didn’t matter how much he starved for something, it just didn’t sound right when he ditched his routine over pizza.

Pulling the car to the side road, Jiyong checked the rearview glass while Eunji unbuckling the seatbelt.

“This time I’ll get you the pizza,” she said, grabbing her purse.

“Aniya, I …” he was cut off as the girl opened the car door already.

“Stay!” she said, walking fast to the shop door.

Usually, Jiyong was the one running there and she would stay in the car for him. But not today. She’ll get him something low calorie. Being a good girlfriend she was, she couldn’t just mess his routine even if he really wanted it.

“Excuse me, can I get something with vegetable here?” Eunji asked to the gazing down shop worker.

Inhaling, he was actually a bit sleepy, but when he lifted his gaze trying to smile thinly his eyes immediately widened. Apink Jung Eunji?! Oh, he wasn’t dreaming. It was that singer, standing in front of him. Even though she was in light make up he could certainly recognize that warm smile.

Oh god! He felt like just receiving an early birthday present. It was a jackpot, deep down he celebrated this. His smile just automatically formed and it was different to his usual practice smile.

“Yes, salad, maybe?” he offered, his wide grin still lingered.

“OK, can you get me that? … also, two cups of low sugar coke, regular size,” Eunji added.

“Anything else?”

“One Hawaiian pizza with extra beef and extra pineapple, give us large size please.”

She felt her heart drop at hearing this familiar voice. And seeing the worker’s expression changed in a split of second, she couldn’t be wrong. It was indeed Jiyong standing next to her, without his snapback, showing his jet black hair cut.

And what worse was, seemingly without much consideration Jiyong sent an innocent eye smile when she lifted her gaze.

“I want pizza, not salad, Ji,” he whined about his pizza as if it’s the matter right now.

She didn’t speak, no, how could she even manage a single word if dizziness hit her head right now? Fortunately she could manage a glare although well, Jiyong didn’t seem like stepping back from it.

“A-anything e-else?” the waiter asked again, and from the way he stuttered both Eunji and Jiyong clearly knew that he recognized them and probably was having assumption right now.

Jiyong though just stayed relax as if he didn’t just cause a mess. Still smiling, Jiyong gazed at the male worker, and then saying, “Nope, that will do. Ah! We’ll take it home, thanks.”

“What was that, Oppa?” Eunji hit his arm when they walked out the restaurant. “What if he spread what he just saw to the internet?” she hit him again, yet Jiyong only pouted while sighing.

“Yah, if I didn’t come in, I wouldn’t get my pizza,” he said, whining again, now nudged her body lightly using his shoulder. And it left her stopping, staring at him, disbelieving the act he just did.

“Yah, Ahjussi