“Come in.” Doyoung opens the door to me.   I slip in and he closes the door behind me. “Taeyong isn’t here yet, so you can just chill here until he gets here.” Doyoung smiles. “I have class in fifteen minutes so I’m going to head out.”   Was Rowoon here? I swallow, would I be left alone with him again?   “Rowoon and Inseong are gone too so it’s just yourself. I’m sure you know where Taeyong’s stuff is if you get hungry.” Doyoung puts his backpack on and reaches for his keys hanging by the door. “Bye Taeha.”   “Bye!” I sigh, once the door is closed behind him. The place was really quiet now that it was empty.   Usually it was rowdy with Taeyong playing video games, Doyoung singing for his YouTube Channel in his room, Rowoon constantly talking to someone and anyone, and Inseong complaining about why he rooms with them since he can never get his homework done.   It was so different empty. It honestly felt kind of suffocating. But maybe it wasn’t just being alone that was causing this. It was most definitely that I was alone with my thoughts. My thoughts that kept showing me Rowoon.   Rowoon, my brother’s best friend. Someone I wasn’t supposed to fall for. Someone who would never fall for me. To him I would probably always be his best friend’s little sister. He probably saw me as a child. And if he didn’t see me as a child he saw me as a student since he tutors me   I shouldn’t have asked him for help that day in my C# class. I shouldn’t have met with him as my tutor. I shouldn’t have let my thoughts wonder from the nested if statements to how nice and thoughtful the boy was.   Why was I like this? Why did I have to fall for him of all people?   In the middle of my internal conflict the door opens and I whip my head towards the door making contact with the boy himself. This was quite possibly worse than being by myself.   “Oh hey, Taeha.” He smiles softly, my heart beat swirling in my chest. He closes the door behind him. “You waiting for Taeyong?”   I nod. “Yeah, he’s supposed to be helping me with my programming assignment.”   His eyes dart to my backpack. “Oh, well I can help you until he gets here, if you want?”   I swallow. “Um yeah, sure. That would be great.”   He smiles once more. “Okay let me go change into some comfortable clothes real quick.”   I wave him off and try to regain my breath.   He comes back out shortly after in sweatpants and a t-shirt pulling out the chair beside me and sitting down. I tense up immediately with him being this close.   I quickly get my laptop out and open up my visual studio clicking on my most recent assignment I had started. His hand brushes across mine as he turns the screen towards him.   I almost stop breathing as I felt his shoulder brush against mine. ing hell Taeha, get ahold of yourself. No other crush you’ve had has been like this, what’s wrong with you?   “Are you listening?” Rowoon says my eyes drawing to his piercing gaze, to which I realize he had been talking this whole time and I had been zoned out having a mini freak out over how something as simple as his shoulder touching mine could make me almost stop breathing.   I clear my throat. “I’m sorry, I need to go to the bathroom.” I quickly stand up breaking contact with him and rushing off to his and Taeyong’s shared bathroom.   I shut the door behind me and quickly squat to place my head in my hands. Why am I like this? Why?   I glance down at my watch, Taeyong wouldn’t be home for another thirty minutes at least. This was torture.   I stand up and flush the toilet to make it at least seem like I had a reason for coming into the bathroom. I wash my hands thoroughly and then dry them off. Then it was time to head back out.   I open the bathroom door and my eyes dart to the table where Rowoon was no longer sitting. Did he leave?   My heart drops. Did I freak him out?   I take a tentative step forward looking around the wall that divided the small hall that led to Taeyong’s room, Rowoon’s room, and the bathroom I was standing in front of and the living room and kitchen. He wasn’t there?   I felt a tug on my arm and suddenly I’m being pinned to the wall. Rowoon standing tall over me. I in a breath at his action.   “Rowoon?”   “Do you have a problem with me?” He speaks up searching my eyes which caused heat to crawl up my neck. “Have I offended you somehow?”   “N-no.” I stutter.   The sound of keys entering the lock alert the both of us that Inseong was home. He must’ve locked the door? But why?   Suddenly I’m being tugged into his room, him shutting the door behind him. Instantly he’s got me pinned to the wall in his room.   “Then why have you acted like I’m some disease lately?” He asks, eyes conveying he was hurt.   “I haven’t.” I remark.   “You’ve avoided me and today you ran off as soon as I started to help you.” He rests a hand above me on the wall as if he were trying to intimidate me. It wasn’t really working since I saw him as this cute innocent boy.   “I had to pee.” I say softly.   He sends me an unamused look. “It hurts when someone ignores you you know?” His hand slides down to being level with my head. His eyes dart around my face, finally landing on my lips, or maybe I was just imagining that. “Especially when that someone is you.”   I squint, “why me?” I say turning my head from his stare.   His fingers find my chin turning me back to face him. “Have I not made it obvious?”   I blink towards him, my cheeks burning as he was inches from my face.   His eyes catch on the blush. He smiles and leans back. “Wait.”   My eyes widen. Had he caught on?   “Are you ignoring me because you like me?” He raises an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips.   “N-no I don’t!” I huff quietly.   He snorts biting his bottom lip. “You’re cute when you lie.” His fingers on my chin raise my head to look him dead in the eyes.   I swallow. “Sh-shut up!”   He giggles. “You really do like me!”   I huff shoving him away from me. “So what?” I raise an eyebrow at him. “Nothing will come of it anyways, you’re my brother’s best friend and my tutor.”   I reach for the door, “Taeyong will be here soon I’m going back out into the living room.”   Rowoon doesn’t reply and let’s me walk out.     -     Later that night I lied in bed thinking back to what happened with Rowoon. It was embarrassing, but it could’ve been worse. He took it way better than I thought he would at least.   My phone buzzes on my nightstand so I grab it and I swallow at seeing a message from said boy.   From: Rowoon To: Taeha I’m outside your apartment, we need to talk about what happened today.   My heart sinks, I didn’t want to reply. Maybe id just pretend to be asleep and not answer him.   From: Rowoon To: Taeha If you don’t come out I’ll tell Taeyong you like me.   I sit up quickly in bed, that little . I slip out of bed putting on some slip on shoes before leaving my room quietly as to not disturb my roommates. If I woke up Eunbin and Jia they’d be pissed as they have early classes. Ahra is probably still up but I didn’t want her to know I’m sneaking out to get rejected by a boy she doesn’t even know I like.   With a heavy heart I step outside. I notice Rowoon’s car idling in one of the parking spots near my apartment.   I was about to be rejected and possibly blackmailed. I get into the passenger side and sigh shutting the door behind me.   “Please just get it over with so I can go to bed.” I mumble under my breath keeping my head low.   “Get what over with?” He speaks up.   “Just tell me you see me as a child and let me go back inside, in other words go ahead and reject me.” I bite my lip only to squint when I hear him laughing.   I glance at him and he slowly stops laughing. “I don’t see you as a child you’re only a year younger than me, and it’s kind of hard to when every time I see your face I just want to kiss you.”   I blink at him confused. “Huh?”   He laughs lightly. “I like you too, Taeha.”   I point at him. “You like,” I gesture at myself. “Me?”   He nods. “Yeah.”   “But why?” I couldn’t believe it.   Even in the dark of his car, his face only illuminated by the dash I could see him tinge red. “Well I don’t know, maybe it’s the way you smile, or your cute little giggle,” he hums. “No maybe it’s that I find everything you do to be so freaking cute.”   Now I’m blushing. “But what about Taeyong? And the fact that you’re my tutor? Won’t Professor Park not allow this to happen?”   He hums thinking to himself. “I mean it’s our lives, they can’t stop us.”   I chew on my lip once more. “So what happens now?”   “Uh,” He scratches at the back of his neck. “Will you be my girlfriend?”   My cheeks burn hotter. “Yeah, but can we keep it a secret from everyone for now. First we need to tell Professor Park though.”   He thinks about it. “Okay.”   I turn to look out of the windshield. “Well this is not how I imagined this going.”   He laughs. “I can’t believe you didn’t know I liked you, I thought I was obvious.”   “Maybe you were? I thought I was being obvious.” I shrug glancing at him. He had moved to lean on the center console making him closer to me than I had thought. I didn’t back away though.   His hand reaches out and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. “You look adorable in your pajamas.”   I whine. “You didn’t really give me the time to doll myself up.”   “You don’t have to doll up for me,” he muses. “I like you any way you are.”   “You’re so cheesy.” I blush as his hand moves to rest on my cheek.   “Did I embarrass you? I’m sorry.”   I glance up at him as his eyes dart down to my lips. He stares at them for too long without talking or anything else.   “Just kiss me already.” I whisper.   His eyes dart back to my eyes before he smirks. “As you wish.”   He leans forward his lips brushing onto mine. My eyes shut once they do. Having kissed others and past boyfriends I knew what to do but even knowing what I knew my heart was pounding in my chest at how nervous I was.   His lips work against mine smoothly, they were slightly chapped due to the weather but I didn’t mind. The hand that wasn’t on my cheek moves to the back of my neck deepening the kiss.   It was innocent but still made me feel hot inside. Maybe it’s cause I daydreamed and dreamt of this moment for weeks now? Maybe I just really liked Rowoon? I don’t know, I just liked it.   Rowoon pulls back first and I heard myself whine at the loss of his lips against mine. He catches his breath and laughs at me.   I pout. “Don’t laugh.”   His hand rests on top of mine. “I’m not making fun of you, I just found that little whine of yours too cute.”   I blush. “How are we going to get past Taeyong when I’m like this?”   He shrugs. “We could just tell him?”   I side eye him like he’s crazy. “And risk him skinning you alive?”   He hums. “Yeah maybe we don’t tell him yet?”   I nod. “Well I guess I better get back inside before Ahra notices I’m missing. You’d better get back to your own place too.”   He smiles leaning forward placing his lips over mine briefly before pulling back. “I’ll text you.”   I bite my lip to keep from giggling like a madwoman as I run back up to the apartment. Once inside I let loose, holding my hands to my heart. That really just happened, I’m dating Rowoon.   “What’s with you?” Ahra’s voice startles me. My eyes dart over to her who stood at the fridge, the door open like she was looking for food.   “Me?” I gesture to myself and she nods. I couldn’t tell her. If Rowoon couldn’t tell his best friend, my brother. Then I couldn’t tell her. “Oh I just got a good grade on my um-math assignment.”   “Oh, well good job then.” She hums ducking back into the fridge.   I take that opportunity to run back to my room for avoid further questions.     -     It was two nights later, Rowoon and I had messaged back and forth nonstop the past days and night. Tonight being no exception.   From: Rowoon To: Taeha I’m on my way over, let’s watch a movie.   I slap a hand to my forehead.   From: Taeha To: Rowoon We can’t, what are we supposed to tell Ahra, Eunbin, and Jia when you just show up here on your own...without Taeyong   From: Rowoon To: Taeha We can just tell them the truth. They won’t tell Taeyong.   I pout to myself.   From: Taeha To: Rowoon But isn’t it unfair that I get to tell my friends and you don’t get to tell yours.   From: Rowoon To: Taeha No, plus I told my mom...that I had a girlfriend   I snort at him. Of course he did.   From: Rowoon To: Taeha She doesn’t know it’s you yet of course. I may tell her though.   From: Taeha To: Rowoon Fine I’ll tell them.   So that’s how I ended up facing the three of them, all of them sat on the barstools at the counter waiting for me to tell them why I made them all come out into the shared area of our apartment.   “So?” Eunbin raises an eyebrow.   Ahra and I have been best friends since high school. Eunbin and Jia were randomly placed in our apartment and since then we’ve all gotten along real well.   Eunbin’s phone buzzes and she checks her message. “Hurry and tell me, Dawon’s walking from his apartment to get me for our date.”   “Ur well.” I pause. I didn’t know exactly how to bring it up.   “Spit it out, Taeha.” Ahra sighs.   “Well you see-.” I cut myself off.   “Dear lord.” Ahra groans.   “What’s the matter?” Jia hums softly.   I swallow wringing my hands together. “Well-.”   A knock sounds on the door cutting me off.   Eunbin hops off the barstool and heads to the door to let Dawon in. This was a failed attempt.   “Rowoon?” Eunbin states, confusion laced in her voice. My eyes fly over to her as she looks at the rest of us. “What are you doing here?”   “Ah, are Taeyong and the others behind you some where?” Eunbin nods, “come ahead in.”   Rowoon hesitantly comes inside glancing at me and I sheepishly shrug.   “Is this what you wanted to tell us, Taeha?” Jia sighs standing up. “That your brother and his friends were coming over, you didn’t have to tell us. They are always welcome.”   Both Eunbin and Jia go to walk off but I take a deep breath. “No that’s not what I wanted to say.”   They both stop and turn to me waiting for me to continue.   “I-well-the two of us, we’re dating.” I gesture between me and Rowoon.   Eunbin smiles. “Really!”   Rowoon nods moving closer to me. “Yeah.”   Jia smiles as well. “How cute.”   “Taeyong doesn’t know does he?” Ahra speaks up.   I lower my head. “No.”   Eunbin laughs. “Oh , yeah his best friend dating his little sister might be a little weird.”   Jia shushes her, “I think he’d think you two are cute together.”   “We aren’t going to tell him yet, but we will eventually.” I sigh. “I hate to ask you guys to keep this a secret but can you?”   They all nod. “Yeah of course.”     -     Two months into our relationship we had taken to sneaking me into their apartment every now and then, tonight being one of those nights. We were watching a movie, both of us cuddled up on his twin bed.   We had taken to whispering during the movie in order for Inseong and Doyoung not to hear down the hall. Taeyong was not home at the moment so we didn’t have to worry about him.   The movie we chose was particularly boring, we had chose a random Netflix horror movie that proved to really not be good but we were too lazy to get up and change the movie for being cuddled in each other’s arms was way better.   I let my eyes trail from the laptop screen to Rowoon’s face and he chuckles doing the same.   “Movie too boring for you?”   I nod. “Yeah, you’re more exciting than it by far.”   He smiles wide before moving to press a kiss on my forehead and then one to my lips. They were both brief and nowhere near long enough for my liking so I press my lips onto his in return.   He snorts against my lips but quickly reciprocates. My hands move to wind around his neck as he leans to where he’s lying over me. We had made out a couple of times before, each time we were being extremely cautious so things didn’t progress too far. This time I was hoping we wouldn’t let anything bother us too much and we could freely express that we liked each other.   Rowoon’s hands move next, one to my cheek the other sliding down to my hip. I let my legs fall open to which he slides in between them, nothing new again. His body slowly comes into contact with mine and my hands move from around his neck to rest on his chest.   His tongue teases my lower lip and I felt my stomach swirl. This was definitely new. I let my mouth fall open a bit and the kiss continues as an open mouthed one for a short while before he pulls back panting moving to press kisses into my neck. I let my hands run along his chest to his shoulders into his hair as he does.   The feeling of his lips on my neck has my body rolling into his and that’s whenever I feel it. Him, the thing between his sweatpants clad legs. I couldn’t help but blush at the feeling. Pride swirls in my chest and stomach at the feeling. I could affect him in that way.   He pulls back, cheeks burning red, until his body is no longer in contact with mine. “I-I’m sorry,” he apologizes, he must’ve realized I felt it. “It’s just you look really good in this outfit today and I really like you and I got carried away.”   I giggle quietly. “Rowoon, it’s fine.”   He bites his lip sitting back on his heals. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”   I smile. “You didn’t, it actually felt really good to know that I can cause that to happen.”   He blushes. “I’m so embarrassed.”   I lean up and tug him back to hover over me. He lets out a cute yelp as he lands on top of me. “Yah.”   “I don’t mind it.” I tell him, a blush of my own coming up on my cheeks. “I-Uh-I don’t mind if we were to go even further either.”   He blinks. “What?”   “You know what I mean.” I bite my lip embarrassed as well. I swallow nervously. “Just know that you’d be my first though.”   I had had past boyfriends yes, we had made out and done stuff before but I had never went all the way with anyone before. I had always chickened out as soon as I’d feel the guy getting . But with Rowoon I really felt a sense of pride at the fact that I had turned him on. Maybe I just liked him that much or maybe I trusted him much more than my past boyfriends?   “You didn’t have to tell me that.” He says softly. “I don’t mind if you’re experienced or not.”   I shrug. “I wanted you to know. I also don’t mind if you are either. And you don’t have to tell me either, I know you’ve had past girlfriends.”   He swallows. “Since you told me, I-well I’m not a but I’m not exactly super experienced either.”   I press a kiss to his nose. “That’s okay. I like you the way you are.”   He smiles before leaning down pressing a kiss to my lips once again. He seems more comfortable now and I can feel him press into my thigh once again. His fingers coming up to a couple of my shirt buttons.   A knock on the door causes us to freeze. We don’t dare speak as we pull away.   “Rowoon? Are you up?” Taeyong’s voice comes through the door.   My eyes widen, Rowoon’s too. He quickly flings off me.   “What do we do?” I mouth to him.   He runs a hand through his hair surveying his room before pointing towards the corner near where his makeshift closet was. It wasn’t really a closet, just a rack with a cloth hanging over it. But it came away from the wall enough that I could hide behind it, Taeyong wouldn’t see me as long as he didn’t come inside Rowoon’s room.   I quickly nod grabbing my shoes and tiptoeing to the corner pressing myself as far into the wall as I can.   Rowoon shuts his laptop and rushes over to the door opening it. My heart beat increases once I hear the door squeak open.   “Hey I was just wondering-,” Taeyong stops talking. “Oh my god did I just catch you watching or something?”   My eyes widen, what the Taeyong? Did he notice his hard-on? How? Was it that obvious?   Rowoon gasps. “No!”   Taeyong laughs. “Don’t lie to me, I can’t believe I caught you. From all these years I’ve been friends with you I never thought I’d see the day this happened.”   “It’s not-I wasn’t.” Rowoon stammers, I could tell he was extremely embarrassed.   Taeyong laughs some more. “It’s okay, I won’t tell the others. I’m just shocked is all.”   I hear Rowoon sigh.   “Why don’t you get you a girlfriend, then you won’t have to watch ty to get yourself off?” Taeyong tells him.   I roll my eyes, Taeyong is the last person that needs to be giving Rowoon love advice.   “What did you want anyways?”   Taeyong claps his hands together. “I was going to ask if you wanted to go out to eat. Doyoung and Inseong are going, I texted Taeha too about her and her roommates going too, but she hasn’t replied yet?”   My eyes dart over to my bag that lied hidden in Rowoon’s desk chair. , I should’ve replied to him sooner.   “Uh yeah? When?” Rowoon clears his throat.   Taeyong snorts. “I’ll give you some time to take care of your problem, say about thirty minutes. Maybe my sister will have texted back by then.”   “Okay.” Rowoon says as I hear the door shut. He flops down on his bed groaning loudly because of embarrassment.   I step out from my hiding spot embarrassed as well. “I’m sorry.” I whisper.   He waves his hand. “It’s not your fault.”   My eyes linger on his sweatpants. “What are you going to do about it?”   His eyes raise to mine. “Take a very cold shower.”   I smirk. “After dinner you could come by my place and I can take care of it.”   His eyes widen. “When did you become so bold?”   I shrug. “There’s just something about you that makes me want to give myself to you.”   He shakes his head smiling softly. “You’re adorable.” He stands up. “Well I’ll take a cold shower for now, but later,” he winks. “I may take you up on that offer.”   I stand up pressing a kiss to his cheek before grabbing my bag to sneak out his window.     -     A few weeks later the both of us were napping in his bed. The only other person here was Inseong but he was studying for a big test so he had locked himself away in his room. After so long I wake up to a dull ache in my lower back. My eyes widen as I feel a wetness between my legs.   I sit up quickly. “Dammit.”   Rowoon stirs in his sleep raising his head to look at me. “What?”   I run a hand through my hair. I most definitely bled through, maybe even onto his gray sheets. Why did I not remember I was supposed to start soon?   I felt slightly embarrassed but Rowoon was kind so I knew he wouldn’t get mad over this.   I clear my throat. “I think I might have ruined your sheets.”   He sits up. “Huh?”   I sheepishly pull the comforter and sheet back and glance between my legs. Yeah definitely.   He notices the red stain and he smiles softly. “Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing a wash won’t fix.”   Lucky for me I always carried around an extra pair of underwear for occasions like this so I could change too. Though my shorts would have to do.   I get up out of his bed and grab for my bag pulling out my extra pair. They were black and old but that’s why they were my period .   I glance at Rowoon. “Do you think you can get me to the bathroom without Inseong figuring out I’m here?”   He nods. “Definitely.”   And so he does. I get in and out quickly, my changed and a pad on.   When I return to his room he’s got the sheets off his bed and in his arms. “Do you want me to put those in the wash?” He gestures for my purple lacy he’s seen a couple of times already. They were my favorite, so I nod. I’m afraid if I wait the stain won’t come out.   “Thanks.”   He smiles as I sit them on top of the sheets and he heads out to put them in the washer.   We he returns he comes back with some medicine and a water. “Here, I thought you might need this.”   I smile at him tugging him into a side hug. “Thank you.”   Shortly after he’s switch the clothes into the dryer Doyoung comes home. I almost get caught out in the hall when he does so my heart pounds for the rest of my visit. When Taeyong arrives I sneak out the window with one of Rowoon’s sweatshirts wrapped around my waist to hide the stain.   Only when I get home do I remember I left my in the dryer with his sheets.     -   Rowoon’s POV     I pull the laundry out of the dryer and head towards my room. Taeyong comes out of his room and snorts at seeing I've cleaned my sheets.   “This is like the second time in a week you’ve cleaned your sheets?” He laughs proceeding to claim that I was a neat freak coming from the literal King of neat freaks himself.   His eyes drop and he moves to go around me bending down near the dryer. “What are-oh,” he pauses and I glance down at him. My eyes widen as he pinches Taeha’s purple between his two fingers bringing them into the air. His eyes meet with mine and I feel my stomach drop, , , . He smirks and I resist the urge to drop to the floor and cry out of embarrasment, “I see why you’re washing your sheets again now.” He places her on top of my sheets and I quickly high tail it out of there with burning cheeks. I slam my door shut behind me and drop to my knees letting out a muffled groan of frustration since I had forgotten about her .   “So I see you took my advice.” He says through the door. “Are you dating or just messing around?”   Yeah, I'm dating your little sister...how could I just say that? Especially when I knew how protective he was of her.   I groan out of embarrassment this time sitting the sheets down on my bed, folding up Taeha’s underwear and putting them to the side so I could return them to her later.   “Neither, it’s a misunderstanding.” I say, even though there was no way he’d believe me. But I guess it was better than him finding out they were his sister's.     -     Taeha's POV     Ahra and I sat at the school cafeteria after class. She had already finished eating and was waiting for me to finish since I just got here.   “Hey do you mind if I sit here?” A male voice interrupts Ahra as she ed about her calculus professor.   I glance over to see a guy from my computer graphics class. He always made me uncomfortable because I swore he stared at me every class period. But I often pushed it to the side that he was zoning out. There was no reason he’d stare at me otherwise. I was sure that I was just thinking too deep into it.   I clear my throat. “Um sure.” I decided to be nice. But he proves to continue to make me question if he makes me uncomfortable by instead of sitting down across from us like any other person would in the two empty seats he sits down right next to me.   Ahra shoots me a look and I tense up immediately, I was uncomfortable again I couldn't help it. I glance at my watch, Ahra would have to leave for class soon and I really didn’t want to be left alone with him. Granted the cafteria was full of people, I still didn't want to be left alone with him.   “Hey there’s your brother!” Ahra points out, my eyes fly over to Taeyong as Ahra quickly waves him over. My shoulders relax at the sight of him, Rowoon, Doyoung, and their friend Juho.   Ahra stands up and ushers the boys over to sit down. Noticeably pushing Rowoon around the table to her now empty seat beside me. He sits down and smiles softly towards me and I return it momentarily before looking back at my empty tray.   “Alright I’m heading to class now!” She states waving as she runs off.   “She’s so weird sometimes.” Doyoung sighs at Ahra's behavior.   “I’m going to go grab my food.” Taeyong states not bothering to sit down. Rowoon stands to do the same.   As they go to leave a hand is placed on my left thigh and I in a breath. It most definitely was not Rowoon’s hand since he wouldn't do that in public, or around Taeyong for that matter. I tense up again not even bothering to look at the guy and quickly move the guy’s hand from my thigh but it quickly comes back squeezing harder, moving higher.   This time I shoot him a look and he’s looking at me from the corner of his eyes. My heart beat increases, he clearly didn't get the hint that I didn't like this? I go to move his hand again but another hand is suddenly on top of his which rips it from my thigh. The guy lets out a yelp as he’s roughly pulled out of his seat.   My eyes widen as Rowoon holds the guy by his collar. “What the do you think you’re doing?”   I quickly s