"I lo....." the image on the black box froze.

"Not now..." he cursed under his breath, searching all around for the remote control. The emotions were building up and she was beginning her very rare confession. Between them, she was always the reserved one when it comes to affections, those three words hardly come out except during those moments. Beaming in his love was her way of showing how much he meant to her and thus a moment like this was extremely precious.

"Where is the remote!!" He mumbled to himself, searching in between the sofa gaps with his hands as his eyes scanned the counter tops.

Then, the same voice chirped through the quiet room "Park Seobang..."

Looking up, someone walked through the white door. He froze at the view.

"Is this for me??" His companion continued, taking a deep breath into the bunch of flowers in her hands.

He continued to stare at her as she made her way to the empty seat beside him, jaws dropped. A small debate was going through his mind, why did the most expensive bouquet at the best florist look so dull beside her? He have paid a bomb for nothing. 

Using her fingers she lightly lifts up his jaw, "A fly is going to get in there one day..."

Her touch send currents through and he came to his sense. She was teasing him.

"Nope, the flowers is for my girlfriend who is confessing to me now." He said, snatching the flowers from her fingers as he turns his focus back to the television, "Now don't disturb, I need to get back to her."

"Pfft" rolling her eyes, she folded her arms and waited.

"Where's the remote control Park Min-young ssi?" 

She gave a nonchalant shrug as she prepares to leave her seat. But he was faster, putting the flowers on the table in front of them and pulling her b