The two of them sat on the wet ground. He ignored the fact that his pants are getting drenched as he just sat beside Dasom.

“You were also crying when I first found you in this very same spot. Drink this coffee. It is extra sweeter, just for you.” Kyung said Dasom looked at him but didn’t say anything.

Kyung took her hands and in it he placed the coffee when she didn’t react to him or anything. He placed her head on his shoulder and they remained like that. Both were quiet so silence filled the air as they both watched the rain touched the river.

“Do you want to be alone?” Kyung asked Dasom who lifted her head from his shoulder. Dasom looked at him and with a weary smile she nodded. Kyung smiled at her back and reached out for her cheeks.

“I’ll be back. Take all the time that you need. Think about things and put yourself as your priority. Okay?” Kyung said and brushed off the tears that were clouding Dasom’s eyes.

With that said, Kyung stood up and went to the near by coffee shop to buy himself a cup of coffee. He knew that at that moment Dasom is confused. She is completely puzzled by the things that she was doing and feeling. Everything became blurry for her. It was as if she forgot what she wanted in her life and in herself.

Drenched in the still pouring rain, Dasom looked at the river which was pitching black. She crawled towards the river bank and sat as she dipped her feet in the freezing water.

Dasom sung her favorite song as she contemplated with it..

She was rocking herself, swaying her body as she sung absent mindedly as she recollects everything that happened to her.

(A/N: thebold lines would be the lyrics and the italicized lines would be her thoughts)

Hello, this is February 2012, a very cold winter
Where are you - how close are you
To the dream that I wanted so bad?

Years already passed but still I am stuck in that cold winter day

I’m still old lonely me

Alone and lost,

MY DREAM?

Did I even had one from the beginning

Or did I just lied to myself?

Here, I'm still falling and crying again
I'm hurt and tired and have no strength to get up
But you would probably see me and smile

I am still the old me..

I keep on crying and falling

But somehow I’m more tired than before

I wonder if he’s happy seeing me like this

Are you happy seeing me like this mom?

Hello to myself hello to myself 
Will you comfort me, saying don't cry?
Hello to myself hello to myself 
Will you tell me that I can do it?
Hello hello - don't cry - Hello hello - get upDasom! Dasom!

Wake up!

You only have yourself and you accepted it already!

Don’t give up now..

You promised yourself that you’ll never cry again....

How are you - how is it to fulfill your dream?
Doesn't it hurt when you pinch yourself?
Or is it sometimes boring because it's become a normal routine for you?
If you ever get lonely and tired, will you remember me, who used to dream here?I am certainly not fine..

Never was I fine....

Dream? I don’t think I ever did that...

I don’t feel anything ...

Or am I used to pretending that I don’t feel anything???

Everyday is just the same...

I’m always lonely and tired,

The me who used to dream?

Did she even exist?

Hello to myself hello to myself 
Will you think of me here and smile?
Hello to myself hello to myself 
Will you be happy to the point where your heart overflows?
Hello hello, smile - Hello hello, just like thatDasom!

I keep calling myself..

The girl who used to smile and laugh...

Is she still alive??

Dasom! Dasom!

Will I ever be the person I used to be?

The one who used to be so happy and free?

Smile?

How do I even do that?

“Being Me !” Dasom yelled and cried again. so many thoughts of regrets flooded in her mind. Her moments with Jiho all replayed in her mind and made her do nothing but cry even more.

“At least you get to live with seven handsome men.” Kyung replied and gave her another back hug.

“You’re back already?” Dasom asked and chuckled as she eyed the boy who sat besides her hugging his knees.

“You want me to leave? You were the one who was practically begging me to stay.” Kyung replied and chuckled.

“I have to agree with you there.” Dasom retorted and laughed.

“I’m still confused so I guess crying didn’t help.” Dasom added and they became quiet again.

“But you can breathe better now right? So I guess it did.” Kyung argued.

“Ok smarty pants.”

“We need to go home already. We don’t want to get sick. Well---I don’t want to.. How about you?” Kyung asked and eyed Dasom suspiciously.

“Well, I kinda want to get sick to be honest.. it would be another reason to ditch BNS ... and another reason for ...” Dasom trailed off and looked down swaying herself side to side.

“Another reason for what?” Kyung asked nudging Dasom’s shoulder repeatedly.

“Park Kyung, my favorite clown to take care of me.” Dasom said and kissed Kyung’s cheek. Kyung got stunned and Dasom had to tap his other cheek to wake him up.

“I thought you like Minhyuk hyung?” Kyung teased pushing Dasom to the side as he pouted, trying to make her feel guilty.

“I think.. I like you more though.. Just a little bit more...” Dasom retorted and laughed.

“I knew it..” Kyung said and proud stood up as he raised his hand acting all cocky and hip hop.

“You knew what?” Dasom asked as she turned and watched her friend.

“I knew that you were in love with me” Kyung screamed and laughed like a maniac. The first thing that Dasom saw was her shoes so she took one and threw it at him laughing. Luckily Kyung dodged it in time.

“In your dreams cucumber!” Dasom squealed and threw her other shoe.

The two of tem laughed as Dasom chased Kyung around barefooted. The two ran around under the rain. There were no people since it was raining so they just enjoyed each other’s company.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~” Dasom squealed and laughed as she fell into the ground. She fell to the ground kneeling and Kyung ran back to her laughing.

“I’m hurt and you’re still laughing?” Dasom asked and pouted but still she was laughing.

“Sorry” Kyung retorted but he couldn’t help but laughed more. Dasom lowered her head and pouted.

Kyung stopped laughing and kneeled before her. Dasom moved back and lifted her knee. Kyung tried touching it but Dasom winced in pain so obviously, even though she was wearing jeans she got wounded. Dasom watched Kyung silently. Kyung looked at Dasom and flashed her a toothy grin and reached for her cheeks then pinched them.

“I think it’s time for us to go home. Let’s go home. I’m sure the others are waiting for you.” Kyung said and pinched her cheeks once more but Dasom looked away.

“Let me borrow your phone, I’ll call Ryosuke instead and ask us to bring you back to your dorm and me to my pent house. I don’t think I can go back there again.” Dasom said.

“Why not? You’re family to us already.” Kyung said and lifted her face. he helped her stand up and began walking towards the direction of the street but to his surprised Dasom didn’t follow him.

“I won’t force you to come with me so tell me where you want to go and I’ll---“ before Kyung could continue talking he felt her arms snaking around his body.

Dasom leaned her forehead against Kyung’s back lowered her head as she hugged Kyung from behind. Kyung stopped talking held her arms as well not knowing what to do or what is happening.

“Let’s go to my pent house. We’ll be alone in there...” Dasom said and lifted her head.

She reached for Kyung’s face and turned it to face her. The two of them made eye contact and Kyung couldn’t help but stare at her lips which were only a few centimeters away from his.

“Just you and me.” Dasom said seductively and her lips as she gave Kyung a peck on the lips.

Dasom walked ahead but Kyung pulled her hand with a smirk. Dasom stopped walking and her eyes widened when Kyung intertwined her fingers and pulled her to face him. the distance between them is now closer than before as Kyung used his other hand pull her closer to him and erase the distance between them.

“Don’t offer me something I know you won’t give.” Kyung seductively whispered his husky voice on her left ear. Dasom shivered and blush making Kyung chuckle.

“Your innocence is really cute and I suggest that you stay that way.” Kyung said as he stared at her eyes and then smiled like a child again. Dasom just nodded and blushed. She doesn’t now why but her heart beat doubled and for a moment she got scared of Kyung. She just sighed and Kyung laughed again then they began walking.

Kyung hailed a cab and instructed the driver to go to Dasom’s place. The two of them were quiet while they were inside the cab but Dasom coughed which obviously sounded fake and looked at their hands which were still intertwined.

“What?” Kyung asked with a smile and lifted their hands. he laughed at her reaction  because she just rolled her eyes on him. Kyung kissed her knuckles and immediately her face turned into a deep shade of red.

“Hmmmphh...” Dasom said and just looked outside to hide her blushing face. Kyung held his grip to her hand tighter and laughed once more.

“Kyung I’m tired. I’m... so tired.” Dasom said seriously and kept her gaze outside.

“That’s Oppa for you and I know you’re tired, so just rest and everything will be okay.” Kyung replied and made Dasom rest her head on his shoulder.

The two of them reached Dasom’s place without letting go of each other’s hand. Dasom asked Ryosuke to open the door to her house and her butler immediately left without asking them any questions although she knows that he deserves an explanation as to why she would come home like that, drenched like a wet cat in the rain.

Dasom was about to enter the house but Kyung pulled her hand that she was holding. Dasom looked at him and he just smiled at her.

“Wait!” Kyung squealed and then he lifted her up and carried her bridal style. Dasom just laughed and opened the light.

“It’s not like we’re a newly wed couple.” Dasom said as she chuckled.

“I just like it like this. It’s more fun. Plus, you’re injured, so I should carry you to your bed.” Kyung retorted and wiggled his making Dasom laugh more.

“Ok. Ok hubby Kyung.” Dasom retorted and laughed once more.

“That’s more like it wifey.” Kyung retorted and winked a Dasom.

The two of them finally reached her bed room. Kyung placed her on the bed and they both heard a crack. Kyung hovered Dasom and they looked at each other and laughed but soon their laughter turned into silence. They just looked at each other and gazed at each other’s eyes.

Kyung leaned in and Dasom just closed her eyes blushing. She doesn’t understand it but when it’s Kyung who’s there with her, she couldn’t help but react like this. Her heart started to beat rapidly as she felt his forehead on hers. He twitched the tip of her nose with his. Dasom gathered all of the courage she had at that moment and opened her eyes. She immediately regretted it when she saw Kyung looking at her intently. Dasom felt her cheeks getting warmer and she just cringed making Kyung chuckle. He didn’t wait any longer and kissed Dasom passionately.  He nibbled on her lower lip to ask his tongue’s entry which she easily gave.

How can I fall for the woman I swore I’d hurt for my friend?

My heart betrayed me and now even my brain is not listening to me too.

What should I do?

What can I do?

Right or wrong?

I think I am crossing the fine line in between.

Dasom s her arms around Kyung’s neck as his kisses got deeper and deeper. Kyung’s lips traveled from her lips to her neck where he gently left his marks not wanting to scare her. As he was about to make his way towards her chest, he noticed the soaked piece of V-neck shirt that Dasom was wearing. His frustrations were starting to build up so he just ripped her shirt and noticed Dasom shivered. He was about to go lower but he looked up and saw her scared expression. He just smiled and pecked her lips and removed himself on top of her.

“That’s it for tonight. That was a bit much. Much more and I might not be able to stop myself. That was close.” Kyung said as he rubbed Dasom’s temples with his thumb.

Kyung covered Dasom with a blanket but Dasom was quick and pulled him into a hug.

“Stay here for the night. It’s already morning. I know that you won’t do anything to me... I trust you.. And even if you do, I don’t mind.” Dasom said as another wave of red shade evaded her face.

“But I don’t trust myself.” Kyung said and laugh then turned to face Dasom.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Kyung said pertaining to Dasom’s puppy eyes.

“Aigoo~~ alright. I’ll stay. But take a bath first, you might get sick.” Kyung just said and lifted Dasom up bringing her to the floor. He laughed as Dasom pulled with her the blanket towards the bathroom.

“Don’t pull the blanket! It will become dirty!” Kyung nagged but Dasom ignored him.

“It’s not like I didn’t see it earlier.” Kyung added and laughed. She is y and he had to admit. He meant it as a compliment but it made Dasom ran towards the bathroom. She dropped the blanket and immediately closed the door. She rested her back on the cold door and felt her knees weaken when she remembered everything that happened to them earlier. She blushed as her body slid down.

“Am I in love with him?” Dasom asked herself and shook her head.

Kyung just sat on her bed and then walked around her room. He saw the gigantic window and saw the amazing sight of Seoul’s skyscrapers.

“Oppa!” Dasom called from the bathroom.

“What?”

“Oppa! Oppa!”

“What?”

“OPPA!!!”

“WHAT? You want me to get your bra and ?!”

“ERT!”

With that, Dasom opened the door and saw Kyung waiting for her with a toothy grin plastered across his face. She is now wearing a robe but she hasn’t taken a bath yet. He could just imagine what’s she is wearing underneath her robe.

“I just want to tell you that you should change too. Walk towards that door because that is my walk in closet. Find something that will suit you. I have collections of big shirts and jackets. I think I have boxers there too. Just search and wear what you can find.” Dasom said as she pointed to the door on her left.

Kyung was about to say no but he sneezed instead so he knew that she is right. He just nodded and made his way towards her closet as Dasom closed the door. His eyes widened as he entered her closet. It was twice the size of their bedroom back in their dorm. When he snapped back to reality he started to roam around and opened the cabinets and saw branded clothes. Everything in her closet was branded. He went to the drawers instead and started opening them.

“Oh... I wonder what color will she wear tonight? Is it pink, red or purple? Or my favorite? ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh” Kyung asked aloud as he lifted something from her drawer and whistled the to the tune of trouble maker.

He opened more drawers and saw the boxers that she was talking about. He started to wonder why she would collect those. She had a variety of boxers from plain ones to printed and even polka dotted ones. He took one that was similar to Siwon’s boxers in Mr. Simple.

“Because I’m naughty, naughty! Hey! I’m Mr. Simple.” He sang as he shook his head left to right laughing and fetched the other things he needed.

When Dasom went out of her bathroom, Kyung was already waiting for her. A towel was covering her head so she didn’t really see him clearly. He just smiled at her and entered the bathroom. Dasom went to her closet and just tilted her head. She looked back at him but he was already gone. She went to her drawer and blushed.

“That erted cucumber! He took one of my ! And he took the black lacy one too!” Dasom squealed and face palmed.