Youngji groans as she continues to flip through channels.  Why can’t she stop thinking about him?  What is it about the Hong Kong guy that keeps her right there?

Hearing the door close, Youngji sighs.  She expects it to be Kangjun that walks in to check up on her.  But as she looks over, Youngji sees another dark haired man walk in.  He’s not really here is he?  There’s no way. 

Youngji stands up slowly as she watches Jackson set his bags down.  Jackson smiles at the slightly and walks over to stand in front of her.  Raising an eyebrow, Youngji carefully trails her fingertips over Jackson’s cheek.  It’s a soft touch, as if she’s afraid he’ll disappear if she pushes too hard.

“You can do more than that,” Jackson says softly.

“You’re really here,” Youngji whispers.

Jackson slides his arms around Youngji’s waist.  “Of course I’m really here.  I know you’re nuts, but not enough to be seeing things.”

Youngji chuckles before resting her hands on the sides of Jackson’s neck.  “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”  Jackson smiles up at Youngji.  “Now let me go so I can go shower.  I’d let you join me, but we’d never get cleaned.”

Youngji lets out a soft laugh.  “I don’t want to join you anyway.  Are you hungry?  I can make you something to eat.”

“That would be great.  I could eat.”  Jackson kisses Youngji before stepping back.

Youngji watches as she takes a few things out of one of his bags.  “Oppa,” she says.

Jackson looks over.  “What?”

“I’m glad you’re here.”

Smiling, Jackson stands up.  “Me too, baby”