"Jaemin-ah." Her voice cooed in his ears as she caught his wrist, halting his steps. 

"I have an appointment, Hanbyul-ssi. I have to go." He tried to pry her hand off, only to spin on his heels as he was pushed onto the wall next to him. In a second, her face was just inches away from his as her body was almost moulded with his-- offering him some heat he would have trouble to resist. 

"What do you mean you have to leave?" Hanbyul's eyes flickered as she followed the outline of his face with her fingers, "I need a company for tonight, Jaemin-ah. Can't you please stay with me? Hm?" Her hand settled at his chin, pulling his face closer to hers until he could feel her breath on his lips. 

Jaemin was sweating as he tried his best in ignoring her hot body that was against him and how her lips was just a breath apart from his. Her red luscious full lips that he had been dying to have a taste of was finally--- 

"NA JAEMINNNNN" 

BAM! 

Jaemin's eyes fluttered open as he fell face first onto the floor-- his lips smooching the glossy wooden surface. 

"What are you doingggg????" His mom slapped him on his , throwing the comforter onto the bed before sighing. "Faster wake up, darling. You have to accompany me shopping, remember?" 

Jaemin blinked rapidly before sitting up straight, digesting what he was feeling. "Mom?" 

Jayoon raised an eyebrow, "What is it?" What the hell was wrong with her son anyway? 

"Do we have to go shopping?" He asked while still blankly staring onto the wall in front of him. 

"Yes. Why?" She crossed her arms, waiting for his answer. Jaemin has been acting weird lately. She mentally sighed. 

The young man slowly turned his head at her, "I need to continue my dream." He blinked, "I really, need to." 

Jayoon tilted her head, "What kind of a dream..." Her brain then clicked as she sighed, "Na Jaemin, you're a god damn player-- much to my regret-- what would hurt so much from losing a dream? Its just a dream, Jaemin." She rolled her eyes, "You're getting married also, do I have to remind you?" 

Jaemin felt his heartbeat caught up at the thought as he gulped, "I just... Well..." He wanted to tell her mom that in his dream was Hanbyul, but that would just spoil his cold front. He just cleared his throat before standing up, grinning, "Hehe. Okay mom. I'll be ready in 30 minutes." 

Jayoon eyed him as she made her way to exit his room, "Dress comfortably. We have a lot of things to buy today." With that said, she closed his door. 

Sighing, Jaemin combed his hair as he closed his eyes, recalling his dream. 

Why would he even dream of her like that? Jaemin huffed as he scattered his hair, regretting the idea of staring at her while she was asleep in the car beside him. 

"Idiot Jaemin! Stupid Jaemin!" He slapped himself a few times to forget his thoughts. 

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“Hanbyul darling are you done?” Hana opened Hanbyul’s door to see her yawn.

“Oh, yea mom. I’m done. Lets go.” She took her brown sling bag to match her brown converse—highlighting the casual look she went with a button up shirt on top of a white shirt matched with a pair of blue jeans. She tilted her head as she reached for a hairband and pulled her hair up in a bun. Looking at herself in the mirror, she shrugged when she thought she looked fine before walking out of the room. 

“What are we searching for, by the way, mom?” She looked at her mom after clasping the belt, ready to drive. 

“Hmmm lets just go to the mall first. I’ll bring you to wherever I want, alright?” 

Nodding, Hanbyul complied to her mom, not suspicious of anything at all. 

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“Okay first of all, this is what we’re gonna buy.” Jaemin blinked at the miniatures of apartments in front of him.

 
“An… apartment?” He asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“Yes! You wouldn’t want to live with me by the time you’re married, right?” Jayoon dramatically rolled her eyes as she shook her head, just then catching two silhouettes that just entered through the same door she entered with Jaemin. 

“Hana!” Hanbyul felt her heart drop from the sight in front of her. 

“I found a cute place already. Come here faster!” Jayoon exclaimed as she giddily waved for Hanbyul’s mom to go over to her.

Jaemin kept his eyes on Hanbyul the whole time, gulping at the memory of his dream. How the hell did she even rock su