"New message from Chanyeol" 

  Your phone lights up from the new notification and you feel your heart skip a beat. He hasn't contacted you since the day you broke up so why is he looking you up now? Beads of perspiration start forming on your forehead. You feel your confidence shaken from this uptightness. Months of his absence has more or less washed away the pain that you felt initially, so you expected yourself to be okay with being just friends with him.. Furthermore, Jonghyun and you have started dating since he texted you a few days after the dinner at his place. The feelings you had for Jonghyun was mutual as well. You gulp and drag your index finger dreadfully across the screen, reluctant to see the message.   

How have you been? 

  Your heart was already pounding rapidly against your rib cage. You shut your eyes tightly and scrunch your face up in grimace. Why am I feeling like this? What's going on?  You begin typing on your screen, crafting a reply. You the backspace button as you attempt to reply in the most hostile tone ever.    Fine. You?    You send the text and throw your phone across the desk, crossing your arms as you stare back at the screen, starting to worry if you sounded weird. The screen lights up again.    "New message from Jonghyun ^~^"   You pick up your phone, heaving a sigh of relief as you slide your thumb across the screen, quick and steady this time round.    I'll pick you up from work tonight, I hope you're craving for steak!        Alright I'll see you later!    You reply quickly and throw your phone back onto the table, afraid of the arrival of the next text.    When the clock strikes six, you pack your belongings in a hurry, not wanting Jonghyun to wait long in the car. You took the elevator down and had your phone in your hand. Chanyeol hasn't replied since then and you feel relieved about it.    Jonghyun is sitting on the bonnet of his black BMW, his black dress shirt and pants blending in well with the car. "Hey sweetie." He jumps off the car and strolls towards you as you approach him. He notices the glum on your face and smooths your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs. "You alright?" He pushes the bangs out of the way to look into your eyes. You look up at him and notice the concern in his eyes. You tilt your head slightly and force a smile. "I'm hungry." He walks you to the front passenger seat and opens the door for you. You slide into the car as he walks towards the other side of the car. He pushes some buttons, turns the car key and the car rumbles in response.    "Hey, you sure you're alright?" He circles your  left thigh with his thumb. You were so deep in thought you almost jumped at his touch. "Just, something happened at work." "Mmm" he hummed, waiting for you to spill the beans. "Well, this colleague of mine is giving me a hard time..." You voice trails off as you feel a vibration in your bag, signaling the arrival of a new text message. Jonghyun speaks, trying to console you but you didn't hear any of it. You stopped breathing for a moment and choked when you snapped out of your trance.    You arrive at a restaurant, everything seemed polished to the point that they sparkled. But you knew you weren't going to enjoy the food with all the tension building up inside of you. Jonghyun holds onto your wrist and leads you into the restaurant. He mumbles something to the waitress while the latter leads the both of you to a table. He returns a while later with a bottle of red wine and pours the liquid into your glasses half full. You swirl the glass with your fingers, looking out of the window. The appetizers arrive and you skip it, pushing it towards Jonghyun. You sip on the wine, realizing how good it was and probably how expensive the bottle would have cost. Jonghyun's hand never left yours, constantly kissing on it and asking if you were fine. The waitress then arrives with two portions of steak and lands it steadily on the table. "Enjoy your meal." You nod out of politeness and reaches for the cutlery. The steak was thick and juicy, slightly pink at the centre. You finish the main course mindlessly, totally wasting the goodness of it.    "I'm going to the ladies." You stand up, folding the napkin into a triangle, not forgetting to bring your purse as you head to the restroom. The blinking pink light at the corner of the screen indicated unread messages. You bring the cover of the toilet seat down and sit gently on it. Your vision goes blurry momentarily from staring at the light going on and off. You clear your throat, as if preparing for a speech. You push the home button and watch screen light up.    "Three unread messages from Chanyeol" "4 missed calls from Chanyeol"    Your heart was now racing at an impossible speed, you place a palm over your left chest to feel the heart rate, worried about how dangerous it felt. You swipe your index finger across the moist screen before the sc