Due to the readers' requests, here’s Chapter 2.

The two men were sitting by the sofa. Kwangsoo still busy relaxing his scalp from his hyung's pulling. While Jongkook covered his face with both of his palms, thinking what he had just done with the now-crying lady inside his room.

"Hyung, you better talk to her."     "Shut up. I'm thinking here."   "Thinking of what?"     "How to raise a family."   "Eyyy hyung~ one night stand won't make her a mother that fast."   "I want to take responsibility, though."   There was a moment of silence when the door slammed open, startling the two.   Avoiding to return their gazes was Jihyo, who hurriedly took her handbag by the corner table and immediately bolted her way out of his place.   "Yah! Jihyo-ah! Wait for me---" Jongkook rushed to follow the woman. "Kwangsoo! You stay here and don't do stupid things. Don't let anybody know or you're truly dead… Jihyo, I said, wait for me!"   Jihyo entered the elevator and shook her head, tears evident in her soaking eyes. The doors were about to close when a muscular man blocked and entered the lift, pressing the 'Ground Floor' button himself.   "Jihyo-ah, let me drive you home." She only surrendered a sigh in his offer. "Jihyo, I'm really sorry. I told you already that--"     "Stop. Let's not talk about it." He kept quiet as ordered.   Soon enough, they were inside his car. He was thankful that Jihyo accepted his offer. Who dares to go home with such disheveled sight? Though she can pull off that wrinkled attire, sure it'll become the talk of the town once she got seen by the public.   The air conditioner had never been as cold as his passenger. She was way too defensive, seating at the back seat. The farthest seat from where he is.   Jongkook blamed Gapjin for not bringing his car to get the speakers fixed last week, and it’s remarkably quiet inside the vehicle. "Jihyo, I was totally drunk---"   "I know. We were." She interjected, looking gloomily at the view outside.   Understandably, the woman at the back doesn’t want to talk about the things he wanted to discuss.   There was a matter of time until Jongkook refused to stay silent. "What do you wanna eat? My treat."   "I'm full.” Absolutely, a lie. How can she not famished when they never get to eat anything before she rushed out of his unit? He was about to protest with this reasoning when her stomach timely made a growling sound, proving him right.   “Sounds like you're not."   The lady didn't react.   "Jihyo. I'm taking all the responsibility."   "Don’t pity on me."   Her words made him stop the car nearby. "I'm not doing this because I pity you, Jihyo."   ‘This must be the time’, he thought as he breathed inaudibly, and continued, “I've been wanting to date you so bad for the last six years of working together. I didn't expect things like this will happen. You... You were my first and-"   "...and what? Stop lying. Responsibility, you say? I bet you're just afraid that I'll blame you for what happen and that might affect your reputation and your career. Isn't that right? This is too much! I'll take the cab."   As JH hold the door handle, JK was faster enough to press a button, making every car doors locked.   "Let me go