Week 8 Day 2:   It surprisingly wasn’t weird sleeping next to Doyoung which I didn't think it would be too weird but I felt there would be some awkwardness. Instead there was a form of comfort that resided around us when we shared a bed but also a jittery feeling was also present in my stomach.   “So how’s the private room?” Mirae hums once we’re alone after lunch.   I slowly nod, “It’s okay. Nice to not have to hear couples going at it next to me in my usual bed though.”   She laughs, considering her bed was next to mine and I’ve heard her and Taeyong kissing before. “Any progress with you and Doyoung? Or are you two still adamant about being friends?”   I laugh, “Still friends. I’m not here for love.” Even though that was a lie. The audience knew by now that Doyoung had a special place in my heart but I didn’t want anyone inside the villa to know that, not even him himself, for I did not know if he felt the same way. It felt like a weakness knowing the audience knew and I didn’t want to be vulnerable but I had to tell someone.   If others in the villa were to find out they may try and split Doyoung and I up. Right now even though we won the previous challenge we don’t look like targets as much as Mirae and Taeyong do. Because they claim to like one another it looks like their bond is stronger and that they’ll go further than Doyoung and I. So I wanted us to appear to have a weak connection so others overlooked us. Even if there were to be a change in our relationship.   Day (Night) 3:   That night once Doyoung slips into bed I turn towards him. “Who do you think will go home this week?”   He hums rolling over to face me. “As long as it isn’t one of us I don’t care who goes, we're safe this week, but I think it all depends on who Yeori’s next flavor of the week is. I don’t see her going home yet because I know a lot of the guys think she’s pretty even though she’s pretty self-centered. The audience may keep her in for the drama too.”   I nod agreeing with him. “Well as long as you aren’t her next flavor of the week we’ll be fine.” Just because we shared the private room this week didn't mean we had to couple up. Yeori could steal him from me if she wanted to. Sure I'd still be safe and so would he given our win last week but anything could happen. She was a beautiful woman.   He laughs, “I don’t think even if I were who she sets her sights on that it would matter.”   I shrug, “Why wouldn’t you want to date her even if it were just for a week? She’s pretty.”   He shrugs, “I’d rather stay with you, you’re prettier.”   I snort trying to not blush at his words, “I am not, anyone with eyes could tell she’s way prettier than I am.”   He shakes his head, “I don’t agree. And anyways, I’m more worried about having to go back to my own bed, I’m not ready to leave the warmth of our bed.” He pats the surface pouting before smiling goofily, his gums showing through, eyes forming into smiles themselves.   “Your smile...” I point out for the first time ever.   It’s quickly wiped from his face. “Oh, sorry.”   I squint towards him confused, “Why are you sorry?”   He frowns slightly, “I’ve been told to not do it since I look dorky.”   I frown, “Who told you that?”   “It was years ago when I liked this girl in high school, it went nowhere, but her words have stuck with me.”   “Well delete them from your mind because your smile is cute.” His eyes widen slightly. “Do it again.”   “But...”   “Doyoung.” I cut him off and he slowly smiles again.   My fingers move up to his cheek as he does and his smile slightly falls as I do. “Yep, it’s cute. So, never stop doing it and never apologize for doing it, ever again.”   Doyoung blinks towards me, silence surrounding us and I pull my hand back awkwardly. S