Seungri walk for what seemed like hours. Hell, it was hours. He had watch Chaerin walk away from him, watch and did nothing. He want to hold on and explain why he believe TOP’s words so easily. Years and years of insecurities poured out of him when he look at Chaerin with all her friends. The little boy deep inside him had been screaming, 'What are you doing with her? What makes you think you can have anything to do with her?'

‘Seunghyun’ on the other hand, had been quiet. Good. Seungri didn't need another argument with his own damned mind at this point of time. He feel screwed up enough as it was.

What Chaerin see in him? He was nothing. He had nothing. He come from the street, he was homeless child, his soul was so dark from the horrific things he did to survive, his hand was drenched in blood. Chaerin was a pure soul, probably would remain so for the rest of her life. He would only damage her reputation.

Looking back, Seungri know he had overreacted when TOP mentioned the whole bet thing. But he just can’t control the little boy inside him that screaming when he feel so out of place within the crowd.

What had he done?

"Good evening Mr. Lee," a cheerful voice greet him.

Seungri look up, the tears and pain he try so hard to hold nearly come flooding out. He had walked all over town and he ended up outside Chaerin's apartment. As if they had a mind of their own, Seungri's legs take him inside, pass by a very confused and concerned doorman.

He let out a smile to the doorman before go to elevator, punching the button and waiting dazedly for it. The trip up feel like eternity and when the doors opened, Seungri just stared at the long hallway.

His finger press the bell, and just as he was about to press it for the third times, the front door open, revealing a gloomy looking Chaerin. There were tears stain in her eyes and Seungri guess she in such a mess like him too. They stared at each of other silently, unsure what to say.

"Can I come in?" Seungri voice cracked slightly, betraying his nervousness.

Chaerin move to the side silently, allowing Seungri to enter. He walk and sit on the couch.

More time was passed in silence, as if they didn't know what to say to each other.

"I'm sorry…"

"No, my fault…"

"I'm idiot…"

Seungri get up and flung himself at Chaerin, kissing her with all the need he had felt. He feel arms closing around him, holding him tightly as if afraid he would disappear.

Then, their bodies and rising passion had spoken a different language.

hehehe what ya think about this..happy??? cause i don't have the heart to seperate them....:-D