He came back from her closet with a bra in hand and threw the piece of undergarment to her. “Isuot mo.” He ordered.

“Bakit ba? Nasa bahay naman ako eh!” the latter whined.

“Umayos ka, Soojung. Andito ako.”  He snapped at her attempt to refute, his tone, authoritative.

Bahay? Bahay pa  ba tawag mo dito? Edi sana sa smoky mountain ka na lang tumira. He thought to himself as he took a good look around and found nothing good to look at.

Kai may never get used to this. Masagwa talaga eh.

“Pare, paabot nga nung chips!” a call from the couch, a few minutes later.

Kai was already holding the bag of Lays that she asked for, but he retreated it from her reach and eyed her irritatingly. “Umayos ka nga ng upo, Soojung!”

That remark earned him a small groan of protest from her, but really, he couldn’t care any lesser. That word, ‘pare’ really bugged Kim Jongin—but not under normal circumstances. Well, just…

Ano ba? Normal ba naman kasi para sa maganda mong girlfriend na tawagin kang ‘pare’? Nakakairita kaya? Parang hindi kayo at parang tropa ka lang niya eh.

When she hangs out with guys, he’s supposed to overlook it and consider it normal. Pero kahit pa alam niyang wala lang yun kay Krystal, pa’no naman yung mga lalaki? Di naman siya tanga. Di naman siya bulag. Alam niya kung pa’no sila tumingin sa girlfriend niya.

He couldn’t help but stress on this sometimes. He wouldn’t tell her, though. Alam niya kasing mag-aaway lang sila. He kept such thoughts to himself during moments like this when he is washing her dishes in a