Yixing can’t stay still because he hears the water running in his bathroom. He is tensed for an unknown reason. Why did he even listen to Jihye’s suggestion that Sehun should shower and change in his condominium unit? He’s panicking right now.

            “Wait, why am I being like this?” Yixing asked himself. “Sehun is just changing his clothes in my bathroom. After that, he will leave. And I shouldn’t be panicking. Like, hello! I was just helping–”

            “Hey, ugly.”

            “Oh my God!” His leg bumped the side of the couch when he moved away from shock. “Why are you…”

            Yixing didn’t even have a chance to continue speaking when he saw the other man. Sehun is already out in the bathroom. His hair is a little bit wet from washing his face. Sehun wasn’t even wearing a shirt. Yixing’s knees felt weak while he is looking at Sehun’s wonderful body.   

How could he have this hot body?!

            “Why are you not wearing any shirt?” He demanded. “I thought you were just changing your clothes? Why are you like that? How dare you!”

            “Oh, don’t cry. I’ll put on a shirt.” Sehun let go of the towel he had around his neck and put on his striped shirt in front of him, giving Yixing full access to those rippling muscles of Sehun.

            “Sehun!”

            “What?”

            “You’re so lewd! Wear your shirt! I haven’t seen someone before! My eyes are not anymore, thanks to you!”

            “What?”

            “Nothing! I’ll just talk to myself.” He went to the kitchen to grab a cold drink. His unit became suddenly warm. “I should talk to the management. My unit’s air conditioning unit must be broken—”

            “Ugly.”

            Yixing turned to the other man. Sehun, now fully dressed, was standing by the kitchen door. He had his arm resting on the door frame, looking so incredibly cool and good-looking as he watched him with those incredibly y eyes of his.

            Why are you like that? There’s nothing ugly to you. His heart doesn’t stop beating fast. He won’t be surprised if he will have a heart attack right now.

            “W-why…?”

            “I’m leaving. Thank you for letting me use your bathroom.”

            “You’re welcome.”

            Sehun looks at him for a few seconds without saying anything. He tried to look at a different direction to think of anything that he can say to Sehun to make the other man stop looking at him. But before he can say anything, Sehun already started walking towards him. He stepped backwards until his back hit the refrigerator. He even tried to get away again but it was just too late. Because Sehun is already in front of him and he had his arms on both sides of the refrigerator, making it impossible for him to go anywhere.

            “Are you avoiding me?” Sehun asked.

            “No. I just forgot to do something. So, if you’ll excuse me, can you please let me pass?” He was just so proud of himself for acting so cool in front of Sehun. Even when his heart is about to burst out of his chest. He cleared his throat. “Excuse me.”

            Sehun’s amazing eyes sparkled in amusement. He smiled.

            And Yixing’s doomed.

            “Thank you.” Sehun placed the towel that he used on his head. “Yixing.”

            He stilled. Yixing? Now he even called him by his first name. He removed the towel from his head to properly look at Sehun but the man started to walk out of the kitchen. He doesn’t dare to follow him. He doesn’t have any strength left to risk his heart on that same but weird feeling. Because he is a romance writer, he is having a clear picture of what he is experiencing right now towards Sehun.

            “Oh, God.” He muttered then tapped his chest where his heart is still beating wildly. “Oh, no. Oh, heck.” He slapped his face this time. “Oh, ! That hurts!”

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            Yixing eye twitched as his cursor moves at the same time. Just like the last time, he is still staring at his computer screen and can’t write even a single letter.

            He grabbed his hair, frustrated. “What kind of writer am I if I wasn’t able to write anything?”

            He left his computer and went to the living room. He packed away all of the mess in there. He removed the water from the flower vase, and even fed his goldfish pets. He even tried moving his couch to the other side of the room when he heard that familiar voice.

            “Ugly.”

            He looked between his legs and saw Sehun, who has his hands on his trouser pockets while his head was slightly cocked to one side, as if trying to see his face.

            My, my. Look at that handsome man—wait! Why am I praising this one?

            Yixing immediately stood properly. “What are you doing here?”

            “You, what are you doing?”

            “Just throwing some trash.”

            “Wow. You got a little trash over there.” Sehun referred to the couch. “Why don’t you vacuum that so that you won’t be tired?”

            “Okay.”

            As Yixing sat on the couch’s armrest, he can properly see Sehun and he can’t help but remember all of the weird feeling that Sehun stirred in him when he was in his condominium the last time. And until now, all is clear to him at this moment. Yet he still can’t accept it. The problem is, the more he looks at Sehun, the more his heart beats wildly. In fact, now that Yixing thought about it, it seems like he’s feeling agitated right now and can’t concentrate on his writing because… he doesn’t see Sehun. He misses him.

            “I don’t miss you!” Yixing blurted out. He gasped and placed his hands on his lips.

            What the hell! Why did I say that? Now, Sehun is giving him weird looks. Good thing, he noticed Hyeonchul-ssi, their condominium’s housekeeper.

            “Hey, Hyeonchul-ssi! I don’t miss you!”

            The middle-aged man just scratched his head and continued walking across the hall. He’s safe.

            I should give Hyeonchul-ssi some jjajangmyeon later.

            “So why did you come here, Hyeon—I mean” Oh damn! “Sehun?” Again, Sehun just looks at him weirdly. There’s no reaction that can be seen on his handsome face. Oh heck! Yixing just smiled.

            “What was that?” Sehun lazily asked.

            “Your imagination.” He is safe again. “So why did you stumbled upon my humble abode? Is there anything that I can do for you?”

            “Yeah.” Sehun walked towards him.

            For an unknown reason, Yixing becomes alarmed so he immediately stood up and stepped away from Sehun. But the latter didn’t notice that because he effortlessly pushed the couch using his leg towards its original place.

            “I left my shirt here the other day.” Sehun pushed the couch again and looked at him. “Do you still have it? Or did you throw it in the trashcan too?”

            “No, of course not!”

            “Okay, well where is it? So that I can go now. It seems like you’re busy with…” Sehun motioned at his living room. “Cleaning.”

            “Ah… wait.”

            Yixing immediately went to his bathroom. He searched the hamper for the said pullovers but it’s not there. The hamper itself is missing. Where did that go? He went out of the bathroom and went to his own room to search for it but it is still not there.

            “Problem?”

            Yixing was shocked so he took a step backwards when Sehun spoke.

            “Uh…” He turned to face Sehun. Again, he found himself gawking at him while looking at Sehun’s handsome face. “I-I can’t see your eyes—I mean, your… your…” Darn it!

            Yixing screamed loudly. It is obvious that Sehun is looking at him weirdly but he doesn’t say anything. Good thing that Sehun chose not to speak because he might give him karate chop if he did. Yixing took a deep breath and it somehow helped in clearing his hazy mind. He calmed a bit even if he still feels nervous. At least now, he can face Sehun properly.

            “Your pullovers isn’t here.”

            “Shirt.”

            “Shirt.” Yixing gestured at his whole unit. “Nothing. Don’t worry, I’ll give it back to you once I found it. I’ll leave it in our office and you can get it there, if ever.”

            “If ever what?”

            “If ever I find it.” Don’t try to make me think deep. My head’s starting to hurt.” Yixing scratched at his head. He’s also starting to feel okay. All that he needs to do is to shout again so that his mind will be clear. “I’m sorry. I’m really like this when I’m cleaning. I can’t remember where I put the things that I pack away. But I’ll find your pullovers…”

            “Shirt.”

            “Shirt.” Yixing turned to Sehun and he couldn’t help smiling. “Let’s just refer to it as clothes so that we can agree to each other, okay?”

            Sehun didn’t say anything. But Yixing could see he was suppressing a smile. That was good enough to calm his system even more.

            Yeah… maybe he did miss Sehun. Because now his imagination is starting to work again. He wants to go to his room and start writing but he doesn’t want Sehun to leave his sight. Maybe he could stay with him for a while…

            “You’re cleaning your house.” Sehun said. “You can’t write?”

            “How did you know that?”

            “We’re both writers. I do that too if I can’t write. Just like today.”

            “Oh?” How nice. They both have similarities aside from being writers. “But why are you here? You should be at your own house and doing your own version of cleaning.”

            “I’m too lazy to do that. I already cleaned my house last week. I also become irritated when I see my surroundings so clean. I can’t concentrate.”

            “Now your house is dirty. And because you are lazy to clean your house, you are bothering me in my own lair.”

            “Of course not. Have you not heard me earlier? I said I was just getting my shirt that I left here the other day.”

            “Okay.” Yixing looked in his own living room. “Well, as I said earlier, I will just look for your clothes. I’m sorry of I can’t entertain you. My living room is a mess.”

            “Don’t worry. I will entertain you instead.”

            “What?”

            “Let’s go for a coffee.”

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Uh... surprise? I deeply apologize for not updating for almost 4 months. I started my last year in college on May 1st and I don't have enough time to write. (I tell you, medicine school . It takes away your social life and sleep) So I'll try my very best to post another update or two this month, but I'm not promising anything, okay? I want to thank all of the people who still reads this even if I don't update. Thank you so much!