Chapter 4 // we sound good together   We were writing the lyrics with the melody blasting through the speakers when jiyong Oppa suddenly lean his head on my shoulder .   "Ahhhh... Shu ah .... I'm so tired..... My head feels like it's gonna burst anytime .... Can you help to massage my head, please?" He said with his eyes shut tightly.    I took a quick glance at the man leaning on my shoulder. His hair was in a mess and but I'm sure I could smell his scent through it. Spontaneously, my hand went to his head and ruffled it for a moment before really massaging him.    "You know, when I was in high school, I was told that I had the hands of a masseuse and if I couldn't be a singer, I should be a masseuse instead," I said while gently massaging his temples.    "Jinjja? Then like that I might need these magical hands to be mine," he whispered while bringing my hands to his eye level , then looking at me in the eyes.    My heart was beating so quickly that I thought I need to call the 911. I rolled my eyes at him, trying to cover up the shyness in me. As I continue to massage him, I moved from his temples to his nape and then to his shoulders. It was tense, very tense.    After about 15 minutes of the massage session, his eyes fluttered open.    "Oh my gosh . Shu ah u really do have the hands of a masseuse.. I feel better now thanks to you," he said as he moved his shoulders to the front and back.    We continued to work on the music when I suddenly heard silence beside me. I turned to my right to see him out of his seat and was lying down on the couch, sleeping. I guess I was too immersed in writing the song till I didn't realized he was out of his seat. I looked at the time and to my surprise, it was 8am in the morning! I quickly went to the toilet to have a quick bath. I thank myself for not cleaning up the big bag that is filled with who knows what. Sadly, I didn't bring an extra shirt since I didn't have any practice yesterday. I wore the same shirt and went to the nearest convenience store to get some sandwiches and then to the nearest cafe to get some coffee for jiyong Oppa and I .    As I was walk into the studio, I realized that the computer screen was on and someone was in front of it. I opened the door quietly , not wanting to disturb the person inside. As I was settling down, a semi deep voice was heard.    "Oh! You came? And you're wearing yesterday's clothes? Didn't you go home?" Youngbae oppa's voice rang in my head . It was still awkward between me and him.    "Ah... Jiyong Oppa and I stayed here after everyone left . We were working on some things and didn't realize the time. So we didn't went home.." I said while giving him the awkward smile.    "I see ... You two worked hard~ now may I hear what did the both of  you created last night?"   I nodded and quickly showed him what we made last night . The music must have been too loud that it made jiyong Oppa woke up from his sleep. His half lidded eyes and hair 'combed' to one side was evident that he slept well .    Both Youngbae Oppa and I looked at the guy in the couch who's rubbing his eyes to clear out his vision.    "Bought you coffee and sandwich. Don't worry I actually bathed. It's just that I didn't bring extra  clothes to change into . Drink the coffee and eat the sandwich before leaving this room," I said to him while standing up to take my coffee.   "Jiyong ah, you should count yourself lucky you know that? She didn't even get me anything but she bought you breakfast," youngbae Oppa said while having the pity