I picked up my watch on the nightstand. It was after three a.m., and sleep was nowhere in sight. I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair. I went back and forth all night, teetering between leaving and staying. Sighing, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and forced myself to go talk to him.

I tried to open his door as quietly as possible, which was silly since I was going to wake him up anyway. It turned out to be unnecessary; he sitting up cross-legged, staring out the window. He said nothing as he turned toward me, just watched as I rounded the bed to the unoccupied side. I climbed up and sat while hugging my legs. I didn't know where to start. So all I said was "Hi."

He waited a beat. "Hi."

I pulled my knees into my chest as tightly as I could. "I'm sorry I hit you. And threw my purse at you. I shouldn't have done that."

My eyes were still adjusting to the darkness of the room, illuminated by a lone sliver of moonlight, but I could see him rubbing his face in his hands. "I deserved it. , I deserve for you to kick my ten times over. I am so sorry, Soojung. I was...when you told me you were going out with Sam...I was jealous. More than jealous," he chuckled, "I wanted to put my fist through his in' face. But you were right. I don't have any right tellin' you who you can see. And it doesn't excuse the things I said to you. That's somethin' I'll never forgive myself for. I'm an ."

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in. "Yes, you are."

We sat in the dark muted for a minute before I spoke again. "I...God, I can't believe I'm about to admit this, but...I wanted to make you jealous. Sam told me that you and, ugh, Irene, were an item. Then I overheard her at the salon talking about how you always get back together. And I thought you and I...that we were..." I shook my head. "It doesn't matter what I thought. I used Sam to make you mad, which makes me feel like a horrible person. I just...I was starting to really like you, and I wasn't thinking clearly."

Sehun cleared his throat. "And now?"

"Now what?"

"Now, how do you feel about me?"

I looked out the window as I mulled over his question. "I don't know. That was a pretty dark argument we just had. But...but I can't deny that kiss was...was..." I stuttered, trying to think of the right word. "Anyway, does it really matter how I feel? I'm leaving in a few days. That was the plan, right?"

He uncrossed his legs and leaned against the headboard. "Come here."

I hesitated. "Why?"

"Just come here."

I released my legs and crawled towards him. When I reached his side he grabbed my arm and pulled me until I was straddling his lap. He circled his hands behind my back and interlocked his fingers, keeping me still. "Don't go, then."

I pulled back and gave him the "you're bat crazy" look. "I have to go, Sehun. My life is in New Haven."

He started moving his thumb up and down the base of my spine. "Your life in New Haven doesn't start until August. There's nothin' you can do there that you can't do here. Stay with me for the summer."

I cocked my head to the side. "I can't stay here and keep disrupting your life, look at what happened today! We don't even know what we are, and..."

He covered my mouth with his hand. "Soojung, stop. You're spiraling. Just listen." I rolled my eyes at his attempt to silence me, but I nodded and stayed quiet.

He returned his hand to rubbing the small of my back. "What we are is two people who are attracted to each other. The reason that fight was so intense is we've been lettin' all this unspoken tension build up because neither one of us has the balls to tell the other one how we feel. I like you, Soojung. I enjoy your company. I like spendin' time with you. It's not just about . At the end of a long day I like comin' home to you. So don't go. Let's figure what we are, what we could be. We'll worry about the rest later."

I leaned forward so my forehead rested on his shoulder. I took a moment to think about his proposition. There were so many reasons this was unpractical, not to mention ridiculous. We practically tore each other's heads off today. I'd never even dated, let alone lived with someone. That was so different from me. That I'd only known for three weeks. The sirens were going off in my head, warning me to turn back, go back to my oddly comfortable hermit life.

So when I sat up, looked him square in the eye and responded with a very succinct "Okay" it was just as much as a surprise to me as it was to Sehun. As soon as I uttered the word he rewarded me with an enormous grin. It was so genuine I couldn't help but return the sentiment. It also gave me the opportunity to lighten the mood. "So it's not all about , huh?"

I felt a silent laugh rumble in his chest. "No, but trust me, that is a very big perk," he replied as he gave my behind a gentle squeeze. "Speakin' of which, there is somethin' I'd like to do."

My eyes went large. "Sehun, I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

He pulled himself up so that we were nose to nose. "Not that, sweetheart. At least, not tonight. Since I was a royal , all I want to do is make you feel good. Is that okay?"

I wavered, uncertain. "Yes."

He leaned back slightly so he could pull my shirt over my head. I became very aware of my lack of a bra and immediately tried to hide my s with my arms. Sehun gently tugged them down. "You don't have to hide from me, sweetheart. I've been dreamin' about these beautiful of yours for days."

I shook my head frantically until my hair fell over my eyes. "I don't doubt that...I've just never...you're the first guy to see them."

He placed a kiss on my clavicle and cleared the strands from my face. "Trust me?"

I closed my eyes and sighed. "I trust you."

He kissed my lips with great tenderness before parting my lips with his tongue. We entwined our tong