[A/N: AHAHAHAHA.... Chapter titled inspired by their new teaser, "Beautiful". ohmygolly. Fluffy looked so cute!! (kekeke, I call him Fluffy now!) So here's Chapter 51.. HEHE. Not rated. LOL. Thank you, by the way, to those who subscribed and commented. I would like to treat everyone to McDonalds and have a Se Hun Bed delivered to your homes. AHIHIHIHI...♥]

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>>> JOO YOUNG'S POV<<<

I opened my eyes quickly to make sure that last night wasn't a dream.

It wasn't.

I slapped my cheek to double check.

It wasn't a dream.

Se Hun and I confessed to each other.

I'm currently looking at Se Hun's face. I can't deny that I find him very handsome with that bed hair.

He's still asleep, tough. 

Nya.... But last night was O_O. Se Hun's audacity shocked me. 

Needs will be needs, Joo Young. 

But I figured out that I can't just give in, it's not supposed to be done pre-marriage.

I respect values a lot, and I'm glad Se Hun has self-restraint. 

This makes me love him more. 

I smiled to myself as I rolled over to the side. I gasped when I saw that my one of my buttons was undone. Hurriedly, I fixed myself. 

Then I noticed that my neck's having this stingy feeling. It felt like my flesh was bitten by a bee or some sort.

"I'm assuming that you enjoyed your bed." He suddenly muttered.

I scowled. Forever arrogant. 

Se Hun crooked his eyebrows. "Hn.. It's morning." He said.

It is. So what about it? Shall I greet him good morning?

"Good Morning? I guess...." I asked.

He sighed in frustration. "Joo Young. It's MORNING." He replied, emphasizing the word "morning."

Omo. AISH............... BYUNTAE. Did he really have to remind me of that?

"Aigoo. Please don't be like this." I told him.

He chuckled.

All of a sudden, there was a loud banging on the door. 

Uh-oh... Seems like they're knocking. Panic mode panic mode.

What if they speculate? Nooooo... We're in big trouble.

"Se Hun ...Se Hun....what do we tell them? Aigooo... Otteoke?" I asked with puppy eyes.

Se Hun stared at me. What are you thinking now???

"What's left to hide, hm, wifey?" He asked.

I shurgged my shoulders... "B...but..." I protested.