“It’s been official!” you squealed and rolled on the bed. At last, for what seems like hundred years, you and Donghae settled on ‘in a relationship’ status. You touched your lips, remembering the night it happened. “I’m going crazy,” you muttered at yourself.

Your phone rang. And you almost tripped jumping out from your bed to get your phone above your desk.

“Yoboseyo?” you answered immediately.

“What are you doing?” Donghae asked, noticing the slightly panting on your voice.

You looked around, hoping to find answers but none came. “Uh, nothing.”

“Sheez,” he muttered and laughed your favorite laugh. “As if you could hide it from me, you were running to get on the phone because you know it was me, right?”

“In your dreams,” you said but bit your lip. Even the phone would agree that Donghae’s assumptions were true. “Why are you calling anyway?”

“Are you free today?” he asked.

“I still need to call Eunji for that. Why?”

“I already called Eunji, and she says you’re free.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Then, what’s the need of asking me if you already know?”

“Who knows? You might have other schedule that Eunji didn’t know. You might have date with someone else.”

“Oh, shut up,” you said and rolled your eyes.

“Is that how you express your endearment to your boyfriend?”

The question made you flushed. “Shut up. What do you need?”

He laughed and gave in. “Let’s go out. I’ll pick you up at one.”

“Where to?”

“You’ll know,” he said and you imagined him smiling on the other line. He hung up.

You stared at the phone questioningly. Another surprise had been prepared. “What is it now Lee Donghae?”

You finished preparing for your so-called date with Donghae 15 minutes before the time he said. You were checking your look on your life-sized mirror when the doorbell rang. You almost ran to get to the door, ignoring the screen where