Let's get it clear.LOL. LIMES= light s [just like this one. No explicit scenes or maybe a little ones. Petting check, necking check, etc]. LEMONS= hard s just like this one HIS LITTLE GAME [X] by bludoki/mrskwonjiyong [THE 1ST FIC I READ IN DARAGON ^-^] [CONGRATULATIONS on getting featured AGAIN. spread daragon love! 3.20.11]

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“Head back to earth, Darong.”

Sandara looked at the silly IU fanning her hands in front her face. She straightened up and cocked her eyebrows at her.

IU rolled her eyes. “Will you stop spacing out—?”

Sandara sighed.

“—and sighing too. Seriously, you’re creeping me out recently.”

But Sandara could not help it as much as she wanted to stop.

She stared at IU’s face. Is IU the one Jiyong likes?

She shook her head. Impossible. But it came from Jiyong’s mouth also that Sandara knows ‘her’…and maybe the reason why Jiyong didn’t tell her about the girl before is because he is protecting the girl from her nastiness.

She sighed deprecatingly. After all, everybody knows her as a vicious spoiled brat heir of The Park’s Inc., and maybe Jiyong is viewing her as the others do.

But why does it hurt more thinking that Jiyong thinks her as what the others estoo? She suddenly felt teary eyed.

“OMO!” IU shook her shoulders quite panicky. “Are you seriously about to cry, Sandara?”

Sandara blinked, trying to bring back the tears.

IU just looked at her worriedly; she really does not know what to do.

Then somebody tapped Sandara’s back.

“What?” Sandara asked her classmate.

Her classmate’s eyes are teasing. “Your cute dongsaeng is here, Park-sshi.” She whispered and pointed the door, and indeed Jiyong is standing there, looking at her.

She made a small smile as she stands up and approached him.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, trying to sound cheerful enough.

Jiyong just looked at her for awhile before he bent down and put his chin on her shoulder.

“Dara-sunbaenim…”

Sandara flustered, ignored the teasing gasps and howls of her classmates. Gosh! Since when did she suddenly become so aware of Jiyong’s presence? It gives her goose bumps.

“I’m not feeling well…Dara-sunbaenim…” Jiyong continued, encircling his arms around her waist. “Let’s go home…”

Sandara tried to look at him and saw his red cheeks. She felt his forehead and indeed he is hot. She suddenly went panicky and worried. 'He got a fever!'

“Fine. Let’s go home. I’ll just get my bag.” She left Jiyong and hurriedly went back to the teasing IU. She told her the circumstance that happened that’s why she is cutting classes.

“Heh~~”

Sandara rolled her eyes at IU’s teasing voice before she got her bag and went back to the awaiting Jiyong. She smiled at him and together, they went home to the mansion.

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Sandara placed her bag on Jiyong’s bedside table and assisted Jiyong to lie on his bed. Why did he suddenly got sick? It’s not because she kissed him right?

“Dara sunbaenim…” her dongsaeng called weakly.

“N-neh…?” she broke her voice, as she sat on the head part and caressed JIyong’s hair gently. Her sense of protectiveness to him is on again. She really can’t take it if he is sick.

“Was it true?... what you…said last night? Was it true…?”

Sandara blushed at the memory as she forced a laugh. “Ah…y-yes?”

Jiyong smiled as he lays sideways, hugging her waist and snuggling closer to her. “Thanks.” he mumbled.

Sandara hesitantly caressed his hair. She bit her lips. What have she gotten herself into?

“…sunbaenim?”

Sandara blinked and looked at the staring at her Jiyong. He was looking at her innocently too.

“Ahm…yes?”

He smiled at her as he pulled himself up and put his head on her lap. He was still smiling as he caressed her cheek. “I want to learn how to kiss…will you teach it to me too?”

Sandara immediately blushed.

And it seems Sandara only knows one word that night. Sandara held her breaths. What have she gotten into? She then gulped an invisible lump in .

She was left no choice. And spoke the only word she seems to only knew, and that is just the simple, yes.

Did she just imagined it or it seems something really glint in Jiyong’s eyes. He seemed to went back on being energetic too. He suddenly sat properly on the bed while smiling widely at her.

Ahm…is he still having a fever?