Kris' POV

It's already been two weeks since I bought the ring and I still haven't figured out a way to propose to ~~~ yet. It was also the first time I've seen her this week and it was even better since the both of us have the day off tomorrow. We were currently at my place spending some time together and it was evening so it was already dark out. I was in my room changing while ~~~~ was waiting in the living room.

“Oppa!” ~~~ called from the couch.

“Yeah?” I answered, walking out to meet her.

“Why do you have a wedding cake book here?” She wondered, grabbing the book gingerly and looking through a few pages. My eyes widen in panic. Dammit, I forgot I had that out. “Oh that's Xiumin's.” I slyly fibbed. “He likes looking at the pictures.” I nervously added.

~~~ chuckled and shook her head, “He would.” I jumped over the couch and landed beside her, silently observing her as she looked through the book. She shyly glanced at me, a rosy color blooming on her cheeks, “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I asked, simply because I wanted to .

“That!” ~~~ yelled and pointed at me. “All lovey and...stuff.”

“I don't think I understand.” I replied, finding it too cute at how flustered she was. “Can I not stare at you this way?” I teased.

She looked down at her fingers, embarrassed, “Well, it's not that...”

“Do you see anything you like?” I asked, changing the subject.

“I really like this one.” She told, pointing to pink and yellow three tier heart cake.

“Do you?” I questioned, leaning in to take a closer look for future reference.

“It's pretty.” She cutely replied.

“But you would rather have the colors be red and white, right?” I questioned, already knowing her taste. ~~~ beamed up at me and nodded. “And the cake be chocolate?” She excitedly nodded again. I couldn't help but laugh at her innocence, leaning over to softly squeeze her cheeks.

"Wanna spend the night?” I questioned, silently pleading for her to stay with my eyes. “Should I?” She wondered. “What about the guys?”

“You know they don't mind you staying over.” I assured. “And they're all out for the night anyway.”

“Really? I need clothes to change into though.” ~~~ pointed out.

“Just wear mine.” I replied, pulling her off the couch and leading her into my room. I opened my closet door and handed her a random shirt, shutting the closet back afterward. She stood there waiting for me to hand her more but I just stared at her. “Pants?”

I mischievously smiled and shook my head, “I don't want you to wear pants.” She narrowed her eyes and frowned, lightly punching me in the stomach. “ert.” ~~~ held out her hand. “Pants.” She ordered. I shook my head again, “No.”

Her frown deepened. “Kris!” She whined, stomping her foot cutely.

“What's the big deal? My shirt lan