MIRA'S POV:

Flashback ~
Jamsil-dong, 2011.

"No freaking way! You've got to be kidding me, Kim Wonshik!" I literally screamed in shock at his seriously unbelievable statement but the boy still had the audacity to laugh instead of giving me any kind of response that could make me feel better.

"YAH! STOP LAUGHING AND START SPEAKING, KIM DAMNED WONSHIK!" I was hitting him with all my might but that only made him to laugh even louder.

"I swear I'll break your legs and burn your eyes and barbeque you alive if you don't..." Before I could complete my threat, I was pulled into a death lock hug by the rather stronger boy. We fell back on the ground while I suffered to wriggle my way out of his iron grip but no. It only got stronger with time.

"Calm down, my crazy panther. I know how lethal you can be so please stop with your serial killer threats and hear me out!" His sentence may seem like a sincere request to defend his case but in reality, his tone was way more enticing and he was purposely whispering every single word in my ears at his own slow sensual pace. Not to mention how the intense intimacy of the way he was holding me in his arms only increased my heartbeat rate. For a moment, I was frozen still in his firm embrace.

"Now listen... The 'apricot juice' you drank yesterday was actually alcohol and for my utter dismay, you were out in the cold alone and that too with a total stranger, who I'm not sure whether smoked cigarette or weed. Then I had to carry you on my back all the way to this canola field and then to your dorm, during when you actually assaulted me with a lot of weird questions. And as a reward for answering them, you promised to follow me to Myeong-dong to shop for clothing."

"That can't be true. I mean... how weird my questions must have been to grant such a reward, right?" My eyes drifted to everywhere except his dark ones. He chuckled a little by my distrust.

"Do you want to know what kind of weird things you asked me, Mira-yah?" Hilarity was still hopping in his eyes while I simply nodded in hesitation. Releasing me from his hold, he laid flat on one side while propping himself up on an elbow. He was facing me from the side and I angled myself a little towards him as well.

"Let's see..." He took out his free hand, preparing to count.

"Won-ah, wasseo? Won-ah, did you get my graduation present? Won-ah, how can romance be over? Won-ah, will we fall out of love?" I shot up in shock at his last line. There was no freaking high way on this whole planet where I would even accidentally blurt out such a thing.

"YAH, KIM WONSHIK! Geojismal hajima!" I slapped his shoulder harder than I intended, causing him to lose balance on his elbow and he landed flat on his face.

"Sasil-iya! Why would I have to lie about this, right?" Instead of getting up, he laid there like a hurt little puppy. And that image instantly tapped all the soft spots in my heart as I slowly began to rub the spot where I'd hit him earlier. We remained silent for some time while I kept his shoulder and he didn't rush the moment either.

"Do you still not believe me, Mira-yah?" His rough voice was low and nervous.

"What did you answer then?" I said the only thing that I could think of at the moment while his ethereal eyes lit up in excitement. He caught both my hands as he got up onto his knees immediately.

"So you DO believe me, don't you?" His fingers were tenderly wrapped around my wrists while he willed me for an uplifting eye contact.

However, for some unknown reasons, I just couldn't bring myself to meet his mischievous eyes. So in its place, I decided to release my wrists from his grip and reached for his hands instead. Though his hands were larger than mine, they still fit perfectly together as I caressed them with care. He visibly froze at my action but slowly, his reflexes were revived as his hands relaxed in mine.

"What was your answer for that last question, Won-ah?" My voice was lower and weaker than normal as it precisely reflected my equally shaken state of mind.

I was getting terrified by all the ominous option of answers that troubled my head. Recognizing the internal tremor instantly, one of his hands reached out to my face while the other clasped onto both of my hands easily. Soon, I felt the soft grip on my chin as he tilted it up to meet his eyes and this time, I didn't fight it. A number of new emotions were knotted at the corner of his eyes while his handsome face got nearer to mine. Shortly, tender lips were tracing over my cheek while his grip on my hands tightened protectively.

"I will tell you my answer for that... if you follow me to Myeon-dong first, my dear Choi Mira."

★

"I am so not falling for that trick anymore, Kim Wonshik-shi! You should find a new pickup line already." I instantly got up from the bed and crossed my arms defensively.

"Come on, Mira-yah. I'm serious here. You really did all that to me last night. Right here on my bed. Sasil-iya! Why would I have to lie about this, right?" He was getting defensive too but his tone sounded rather offended than hostile compared to mine.

"Oh you said the same thing before this too, okay? Besides, it was an obvious lie back then as well." I pointed an accusing finger at him.

"How do you know if it's a lie?" Now, he was crossing his arms.

"Well, you certainly didn't answer me. So, isn't that enough evidence?" I argued back without rethinking the case as I involuntarily bit the bait he blew there. A teasing smirk traced his lips while I chewed mine nervously.

"Are you really sure it was me who didn't answer or was it someone else who didn't want to know the answer?" He was stepping forward in a painful pace while I was moving backwards. As always.

Right away I recalled the unsettling feel of anxiousness I suffered on that day I asked him that very question and also when we spent time in Myeong-dong. Though a part of me was dying to know his answer, the other part would rather die than know his answer. That's how twisted my brain was that day. I didn't know what I was expecting and it felt like hell to survive that day with that gut breaking suspense. At last, I gave in to my fears and avoided the obvious question on full force, saving my own self and sanity.

"I can tell you the answer now, Mira-yah..."

Suddenly, he was right before me with a very thin layer of air teasing us. I was panicking at the close proximity while he worsened my state with his wrong confession. Out of nowhere, I felt a chilly breeze caress my skin as I looked around in confusion. That's when I realized that I had stepped out of his room and into the little balcony while backing away from him. Before my brain could buffer any content, I was already shaking my head frantically as his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why not? I thought, you'll be happy to know..." He reached for my hand but I kept backing away faster, startling him in the process.

"No... don't. I'll be happier this way..." The same fret and fear was creeping back in my head while my subconscious was running around in search of a hiding place.

"But, Mira-yah..."

"Jebal... Won-ah... trust me. I am much better this way. You don't have to answer that. Not now..." I kept moving backwards when he suddenly lunged forward and pulled me in. In one swift move, he twirled our bodies in the motion and our earlier positions got swapped when he stopped.

"Careful, Choi Mira! You could have fallen over again." For a fleeting moment, I completely misread his words. However, when I opened my eyes to find the railing of the small balcony over his broad shoulders, I immediately understood what he actually meant.

Right then, I wished I could have fallen over the railing instead of falling for him over and over again like this.

His arms around me tightened as his limbs visibly trembled. He was breathing hard and I could clearly feel his heart beating out of his chest. Without breaking the embrace, I sneaked a peek at his handsome face and my heart fell right out of my chest at the stinging sight. He was crying.

"Won-ah, why are you crying?" I reached for his face and wiped the beads of teardrops as he sniffled like a child.

"I don't know... I just... I panicked thinking you were... you were going to fall. Again..." He sobbed helplessly and I couldn't hold myself back anymore.

Reaching up, I curled my arms around his neck as he circled his around my waist. It didn't take him long before burying his face in the crook of my neck as he sobbed harder.

"Gwenchana Won-ah... I'm totally fine. Even if I fell over, I wouldn't be hurt either... It's the ground floor, remember? Now... Let's go in, okay?" I his silky hair tenderly as he simply nodded without moving.

Hesitantly, I detached myself from him, though he clearly didn't want to let go but I was too worried to be caught hugging him by somebody. And that somebody could be anybody actually. His neighbors, fans, paparazzi, his mother. Before he could do anything else to get back in my arms, I tugged onto his wrist and pulled him into the room.

As we sat on the warm bedding with our fingers entwined like that, a sudden shiver spread in my nerves as I felt an odd sense of familiarity. I was doubting myself again. Was he really telling the truth about last night or was it just another trick? He caught me staring at his bed and my cheeks began to burn like hell when I met his gaze. His eyes were still glossy with leftover teardrops but the corner of his lips was curved up in a corny smirk.

"Remembering something?" He teased and I couldn't help but blush like a beetroot.

"Erhem... not fully. But maybe sparsely..." I stuttered while planting my gaze on the bedding to avoid his but he reached for my face right away.

"I can help you to remember completely." Without sparing me a single second to react, he pulled my face in and began to kiss with burning passion.

Literally, I had no chance to respond or react as I froze still for the first few seconds before regaining my senses. I strained to push him away but he only pressed himself more onto me as his master tongue deepened the kiss. Though the desire was overwhelming, I was still stable enough to shake it off as I tried to hit and punch him again. However this time, he caught my wrists and pinned them to the side as we fell on the bed while he crawled over me. Slowly, I lost count of time and gave in to the enslaving taste of that intimacy as I kissed him back with the same amount of thirst or maybe a little more.

His hands were everywhere and they were summoning all new notions of needs in my body. I couldn't help but crave for his moreish touch as the smooch was deepened again. Tugging him closer by the collar, I swapped our positions like a pro and climbed on top of him while he pulled me in for more. Honestly, I was surprised by my own actions too but my sanity was already so lost in the pleasure of that heated moment to even react. His tongue was teasing mine sensually while his lips danced over mine without mercy. Unable to hold in the urge anymore, I moaned into his mouth before grazing my teeth over his lower lip and tugged it forward as he let a low growl that quaked my core.

"You're doing it again, baby..." He his lower lips before crashing into mine again. I was losing my mind at his alluring pace but I didn't want him to stop either. His lips were kissing and biting all the way from my lips to my collarbones as he skillfully stopped and at every soft spot that even I didn't know I had. His hands were everywhere while he claimed my body territorially and his touch was spreading pleasant shivers in my nerves.

"I love you so much, Choi Mira..." He raised up into a sitting position while burying his right hand in my hair while I straddled his lap. "And I need you so damned much..." He bent my head backwards and began to kiss and nibble at my jawline while his left hand was placed at a dangerous zone below my belly.

"To laugh..." His lips skimmed down to my neck.

"To live..." Now, he was aiming for my collarbone.

"To breathe..." He undid the first few buttons on my shirt with his teeth as his warm lips planted wanting kisses right over the thin lacy fabric of my inner cloth.

Right then, my ominous head decided to overthink the moment as I recalled my previous decisions. All these while, I did everything in my hand just to be with him. And now that I get to taste that nascent pleasure, I realized that I'll never get enough of it. But that doesn't mean I shouldn't savor the moment right? My subconscious was nowhere in sight as I gave up on her and turned my attention back to the beautiful man before me.

He was real and he loved me. As for now. Caressing his face with love, I bent down and whispered into his ears as my words caught his clear attention.

"I remember now, Won-ah..." He stopped right away and stared deep into my eyes.

"Really?" Hope was obvious in his hoarse voice. I traced my fingers over his face tenderly while nodding with a smile and his grin grew wider. But almost immediately, the grin vanished as a frown of hesitation replaced that fine feature.

"So... should I stop?" The yearning and desire in his voice reflected my own as I closed my eyes for a moment.

Slowly, I imprinted the moment with all my heart and soul. I am at his very home and in his own room. My hands are around his neck and I'm safely seated on his lap. His rough hands are in my hair and under my thighs, possessively claiming their rights. And he is mine and only mine. May whatever tomorrow beholds for us, be it fate or my own fatal calls. I'm not going to be bothered anymore. Today he is mine and that's all that matters.

"Would you... Won-ah? Would you stop?" I inched even closer than the already sensual intimacy. He heaved a long breath of desperation as he attempted to appear unbothered by his hardening core against my hip.

"I would... if you say so..." His voice was deeper and darker than the devil's dungeon. It was enough inviting and equally instructing for any girl to kneel at his feet. Locking my fist in his lush hair, I tugged his head back vulgarly as his ty eyes shut with want and he moaned a little lewdly.

"Why...?" I let my lips graze over his earlobe as he visibly shivered under my touch.

"Because if I do what you ask... you'll be happy... and I want to make you happy..." Though his words were sincere, his voice was a bit strained by the growing pain of wait and need. Satisfied by his answer, I decided to release both him and myself from the agony of waiting as I bit his lower lip again. His fingers dug deep in my skin as he growled low in his throat.

"Then don't stop..." Right away, I began to conquer his mouth and body while he responded immed