Junhyung’s POV

“So?!” I asked in frustration.

They have been staring at each other in silence for a few minutes and I was getting impatient. Why did they call my Haneul a ‘cleaning lady’?!

“It’s my fault. I lied to them.” Haneul said.

“What did you lie about!?” I asked.

“Remember that day you were unwell, I went over to your dorm?” She said.

I nodded.

“When I was leaving, I happened to bump into them.” She continued.

“Uh huh~” I tapped my fingers, getting impatient by the minute.

“I didn’t tell them who I was because I didn’t know if you wanted to keep our relationship a secret or not, and also, I doubt they would have trusted. I was lost, so I just blabbered out something.” She said, pouting slightly.

“Do you think I would get angry if you told them you were my girlfriend? Did I not show you enough to prove that I am proud of having you as my girl?” I said.

“How would I know? I was in a state of panic!” She raised her voice.

“You could have called for me.” I said.

“What is done cannot be undone. Should we reenact the whole scene again? Does it make you happier?” She said.

“No no. It just hurts me to know that you had to hide like this.” I said, tugging onto her arm.

The other boys coughed and looked away.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

She shook her head and looked down.

“Wait.” I said.

“What now?” She asked.

“So that means.. The ‘new girl’ that came to our dorm yesterday to clean is.. YOU!?” I shouted.

“Damn.” I heard one of the boys mumble.

I turned to them, narrowing my eyes. They backed away but I closed in.

Haneul’s POV

“My girl. Actually. Had to. Clean. Our. Dorm. Is that right?” Junhyung asked.

The other boys were eyeing at me for help. I tugged onto Junhyung’s arm, trying to pull him away, but I failed.

‘I’m sorry.’ I mouthed to them.

“HOW COULD YOU!?” Junhyung shouted, grabbing the one nearest to him, which happens to be Kikwang.

“Ah Hyung!!! It wasn’t me who called her!!” He whined.

“I don’t care! All of you have a lot of rubbish! I always told you guys to clean up, but none of you listen! And then my girl had to clean it up for you!? If I didn’t introduce her to you all today, you all would carry on calling her over to clean!?” He shouted.

He sounded quite funny when he is angry thou. Like a little boy throwing a tantrum.

“Sorry, Junnie.” Doojoon apologized.

Junhyung pouted and started his naggings again.

“But you were the one who said to dock her pay because she changed all your Coke to Evians!” Doojoon shouted suddenly.

“What?” I said.

Junhyung turned to me, looking scared.

“Dock my pay?” I said in a serious tone.

“Ah? No no. I was just saying, you know.” He stuttered.

“I don’t know.” I crossed my arms.

“If you told us earlier, such misunderstanding wouldn’t have existed.” Hyunseung said.

I nodded, agreeing with Hyunseung.

“Ya Hyung. We’re feeling guilty too, making your girlfriend work. But it’s technically your fault.” Yoseob said.

“How is it my fault!?” He yelled.

“You hide it from us!” Dongwoon said.

“I must be very embarrassing.” I said, adding oil to the fuel for fun.

“NO!!! Darling! It’s not it!” He said in panic.

“It’s fine. I know I’m not pretty enough and all. It’s fine.” I said, looking down.

“NO!!!!!!!!” He whined.

“Why is it now my fault!?” He shouted.

“Because it is!” The boys said in unison.

“FINE!” He shouted.

The boys laughed and walked out, leaving the two of us alone.

“Angry?” I asked, poking his arm.

“No.” He mumbled.

“Okay, then I don’t think there is a need for a make-up kiss?” I said.

“Fine, don’t give it.” He said, looking away.

“How can I not?” I said, turning his head towards me and crashing my lips against his.

We kissed passionately, not aware of our surroundings.

We were snapped back into reality when we heard someone whistling the starting of ‘Troublemaker’. We turned and saw the boys smiling and winking at us. I buried my face into Junhyung’s chest in embarrassment.

“Go away!” Junhyung whined.

“If you want to do something funny, do it quick! We’re late for dinner!” Doojoon winked.

They all ran out, leaving the two of us staring awkwardly at each other.

“Shall we continue?” Junhyung asked.

“Sure.” I said, grabbing his cheeks and kissing him.