His eyes popped opened, jerking out of bed after he heard something. It was the sound of an object being dropped. It sounded like it was coming from the living room. He immediately limped out of the bedroom. He followed the sound of cleaning up. "Not again." He heard a faint voice. He stood behind the couch as he watched his girlfriend on her knees beside the coffee table. She was cleaning up what she had dropped. It was the vase of flower that were once on the coffee table. He limped over to her, which caused her to look up, terrified by the sudden person in her home.   "J-Jiyong? What are you doing here?"   She stuttered as she stared at him, who was now settling down beside her. She stopped staring at her and returned to cleaning. The vase was broken into pieces as the water were spilled everywhere. The flower were already dying gradually as it laid upon the broken glasses. "When did you get here?"   Eunji asked as she stood up with the broken pieces that she managed to get a hold of. She quickly strolled over to the kitchen and threw it into the trashcan. She returned with a broom and its scooper. Jiyong sat there, eyes watching her every movement. He noticed something different about her. Usually, she would be extremely happy and hyper when she wakes up but this time, she seemed to tired. He grew worried as he realized how wary she looked. She walked over to his side and began scooping the tiny pieces.   He stood up and motioned her to stop what she was doing. He grabbed onto the broom, "I'll do it."   He snatched the broom out of her grip, causing her to drop the scooper. Everything were spilled back onto the wooden floor. He guided her to the couch. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair with exhaustion and frustration. He smiled and limped around the coffee table, not wanting to step onto any of the pieces.   "You seriously injured your ankle before the concert, didn't you?" Eunji stated as she stood up.   Jiyong glanced at her. He knew she would know about it since Chaerin is her pair of eyes when she's not around. She never told Chaerin to keep an eye on her boyfriend. Chaerin just love doing it. He sighed, assuming that the reason why she was so dull and moody was because of him being injured. He scooped everything up, or at least tried to. From time to time, he would glanced up to his girlfriend to see how she was doing. He cause her making her way into her room. He heard her sighing multiple of times, which made him worried.   He hummed as he began to pondered on what was bothering her. Was it him? He didn't know if he was the reason behind it. He was hoping he wasn't. Once he scooped everything up, he carefully limped himself to the kitchen and dumped the scooper into the trashcan. He placed the broom and scooper back into his place as if he knew where everything belonged. Although it wasn't his home, and the fact  that he hasn't been around much, he still remembered where everything used to be placed at.   Jiyong turned around and limped over to the sink. He washed his hands and smiled once his eyes landed on the picture frame that was on the windowsill of the kitchen. He chuckled as he remembered about the day they had took the picture. It was a picture of them taken after a year of being together. In the picture, he was hugging her from behind as she sat before him, holding onto his arms with one hand while the other hand was holding onto the camera. That picture showed tons of happiness and joy. It was one of those days that he truly misses.   He smiled and turned off the sink. He dried his hands with the towel that Eunji personally placed by the sink.   "Thank you~"   A quick peck was landed on his cheek as he turned around. Eunji was about to leave but he grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her towards him. He made her leaned her back against the countersink as he smirked at her. "Where do you think you're going after pecking me on the cheek?"   Eunji chuckled with a slight shrug, "Can't a girlfriend thank her boyfriend for cleaning up a mess that she created?"   She pursed her lips up as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He rolled his eyes as he chuckled at her words. He didn't expected her to say those words. He released his arms that were around her wrists and limped back into the living room. He left the girl standing there, confused on why he didn't hug her by the waist. The pain on his ankle was returning and he didn't want to deal with it. He needed to have a seat and let it rest.   He slammed himself onto the couch as she joined him right after. She sat beside him and poked him by the shoulder. She patted her lap as he looked at her with a confusion look on his face. He didn't want to lay on her lap. He wanted to lay beside her. Eunji sighed and bent forward, towards his leg. She lifted his injured ankle up by the calve and carefully placed it on her lap.   "I'm assuming that you only applied some sort of medication on it last night..." She looked at him as she knew that was the correct thing to say. She knew him too well for him to lie to her. After the concert, the manager had specifically told him to apply some more medication on his ankle but he didn't do. He didn't even bothered placing an ice pack on it so stop the swelling. Jiyong leaned against the armrest as he watched her. She was cautiously tendering his ankle with care.   "I was