Seungho’s POV

I woke up to the strong aroma of coffee, but although I was awake, I did not wish to open my eyes or get up from bed. The moment I get up, I know I had to leave Minji and get ready for work.

“I know you’re awake.” I felt Minji poke my stomach.

“No, I’m not. Hee~” I said, with my eyes still closed.

“Wakey~” She said, poking my stomach.

“Don’t do that~” I laughed, trying to grab her, but I kept grabbing air.

“Come and oppa hug you!” I said, still trying to feel for her.

“Oppa!? Hahaha! Eww you sound so erted!” She threw something like a cushion at me.

“Aren’t I your oppa!?” I opened my eyes.

She was leaning against the wall, smiling at me. She was still dressed in the clothes she slept in, her hair tied up into a messy ponytail.

“You’re an ahjusshi!” She stuck out her tongue at me.

“Come here!” I stepped across the bed and grabbed her before she could run off.

I pulled her to lie down and locked her in my arms, not letting her move.

“NOT FAIR!!” She shouted, struggling, her ponytail sweeping my face wildly. The smell of her shampoo~

“It’s not my fault that your room is small, you know.” I said, hugging her tighter.

“Are you laughing at me now?” She pouted.

“Of course not!” I turned her around, hugging her properly.

“You smell bad. Eww~” She cringed her nose.

“It’s call manly, okay?” I snuggled my face into her neck.

“Smelliest man on earth.” I heard her mumble.

“What did you say!?” I asked, looking at her.

“Nothing.” She giggled.

“Tsk tsk tsk~ So naughty!” I pinched her nose.

“Owwww~” She said in a nasal voice.

“Aigoo so cute! Call oppa~” I teased.

She glared at me.

“Are you not going to let go?” She said in that voice.

I let go of her nose immediately.

“Good boy!” She smiled, patting me on my head and kissing me on my cheek.

“I’m not a puppy.” I said, but could not hide my smile.

“Oh right! You’re a panda!” She grinned.

“Tsk~ Do you really love animals so much?” I asked.

“Of course! Especially one as cuddly as you!” She squeezed me out of a sudden, startling me a little.

“I’m better than Junhyung, right?” I asked.

“Stop being jealous! It’s not cute anymore!” She poked my cheek.

“The day I stop being jealous is the day you gotta worry.” I said, sitting up.

I expected her to sit up as well but she just let herself roll down. She would have landed on the floor if I did not hold onto her.

“Why didn’t you sit up!?” I laughed.

“I don’t know.” She chuckled.

“Aigoo, so cute~” I bend down to kiss her.

She lied on my lap and hugged my waist.

“So sleepy~” She said, her eyes closed.

“Sleepy? Let’s sleep in for today!” I suggested.

“You gotta work, panda!” She poked me.

“Stop poking me, and stop calling me a panda.” I said, leaning back onto the pillows.

She pouted and looked away.

“Ahhh alright, alright~ Call me anything that makes you happy.” I said, turning her head to face me.

“Anything?” She asked.

I nodded.

“As long as you’re happy.” I said.

“Okay, anything.” She smiled.

“What?” I asked, confused.

“You asked me to call you anything, didn’t you?” She said.

“Yea.” I said.

“Yeap. So, anything.” She sat up.

“I don’t get it.” I confessed.

“Anything; that’s your new name.” She laughed and headed out.

“Ya! I don’t mean like ‘anything’!” I followed behind her.

“I’m just calling you what you asked me to! Or else you’ll get angry!” She said.

“I’m not angry! Don’t call me ‘anything’!” I said.

“You’re very difficult to please, you know. You get upset when I call you panda. Then you asked me to call you ‘anything’, and when I do, you get upset too. So what exactly is it do you want from me?” She asked, arms crossed.

“I…” I muttered, not knowing what to say.

“See! You’re so troublesome you don’t even know what to do with yourself!” She said.

“I… am troublesome?” I asked, feeling pretty hurt at her statement.

“No. I don’t mean that you’re troublesome troublesome.” She said, walking over to me.

“Is there another meaning for the word troublesome?” I asked.

“Of course! There are more than one meaning to every word in the dictionary.” She said.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yea. It’s just that if they put it all in, no one would buy the dictionary, or rather, it’ll be too thick to even be sold. They’ll need like a warehouse just to sell those dictionaries. And if any idiot buys it, he’ll need a room to store it.” She said.

It is amazing how she can say such things with a straight face.

“Ahhh~ I see I see~ So, what is another meaning for troublesome?” I asked.

“It means… Although you’re indecisive, you look very cute when you’re at it so it is okay.” She said proudly.

“So does that definition suit me?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“Yours would be… the definition that is recorded in the dictionary.” She laughed.

“Okay I’m troublesome.” I stuck out my tongue at her.

“But I still love you.” She said.

“What did you say?” I asked.

“I said, I still love you. Are you deaf or what?” She poked my ear.

I know Minji loves me, but this is the first time I hear her say it like this.

“Why are you blushing?” She asked, cupping my cheeks.

“Nothing!” I ran into the toilet to freshen up.

Minji’s POV

I watch blankly as he laughed his way to the toilet. Has he gone mad?

“I’ve taken out a new toothbrush for you! There is a towel there if you want to shower!” I shouted from outside.

“YES!!” He shouted, still laughing.

“Have you gone mad!?” I yelled, laughing with him.

“HOW DO YOU KNOW!?” He shouted.

I shook my head and went back to the kitchen to prepare food for him.

***
“Whadda yooo cwooking?” He asked as he stood behind me.

“Food?” I said, flipping the waffles.

“Smwells gooood~~” He said.

“Why are you talking like that?” I laughed, elbowing his ribs lightly.

“Beeeeeecause I likkkkkke it~” He said in a draggy voice.

“There’s a hair dryer in my room. Go use it to dry your hair.” I said.

“I don’t know how.” He said.

I narrowed my eyes at him but he looked at me innocently.

“Dooooo it forrrrrr meeeee?” He asked.

“Am I your nanny?” I asked, pushing pass him.

He shook his head and water from his hair sprinkled all over me.

“Ya! Stop it! You’re not a puppy!” I laughed.

He continued to shake his head, having a lot of fun.

“Ahhh I’m dizzy~” He held onto his head as he sat down.

“Old man!” I laughed as I went to get my hair dryer.

I made him sit down at the carpeted area.

“Ahh this is so nice~” He said as I blow dried his hair.

“Stop leaning back. How am I supposed to dry your hair when you’re leaning on me?” I asked, a little annoyed at the fact he could not keep still.

“I don’t know. You decide.” He said, leaning his head against my stomach.

“AHHH HOT!!!” He shouted when I blew the hot air into his face.

I continued to blow dry his hair when he sat up properly.

“Done!” I patted his head.

“How could you do this to me?” He pouted.

“Awww~ Is my panda angry? Awww don’t be~” I kissed his cheek.

“I’m still angry!” He said in a kiddish voice, but was smiling widely.

“Come on~ Breakfast is getting cold.” I smiled, pulling him up.

***
“Sugar?” I asked as I handed him his coffee.

“Just a little.” He said.

“If you don’t ask me to stop, I wouldn’t.” I said, scooping a huge spoonful of sugar.

“NOT SO MUCH!!!!” He yelled in shock.

“Okay, okay~” I said, scooping a proper spoonful.

“Stop.” He said after I put in two spoonful.

I ignored him and continued pouring.

“I said stop! Ya!” He grabbed my hand after I poured in the fourth spoonful.

“I didn’t hear that.” I laughed.

“Really? Come, let me help you with the sugar.” He said.

“It’s fine. I don’t drink coffee anyway.” I said, not letting him take the container of sugar from me.

“It’s alright. Perhaps you want sugar in your juice or tea or water. Come, let me help you.” He said.

“No no no!” I threw the container of sugar aside.

He looked at me with wide eyes.

“What if the sugar spilled??” He asked.

“It wouldn’t.” I winked at him.

He shook his head at me.

“Let’s eat!” I said, handing him cutleries.

“Smells good.” He smiled.

“Of course!” I said, feeding him a piece of maple syrup dipped waffle.

“Oh! I have ice cream!” I said, getting up.

“We’re not having dessert here, darling.” He said.

“Is there law that states ice cream waffles are only meant for dessert? Even so, who said we can’t eat dessert for breakfast? People eat cakes for breakfast too. Cakes are for birthdays. Are they celebrating their birthday every morning?” I asked as I scooped the ice cream for him.

“Haa~ I can never win you, can I?” He said.

“You could. You just need to try a little harder.” I winked.

“Why would I want to win you anyway?” He said.

“I don’t know. You Korean men just want to win.” I said.

“That’s stereotyping!” He said.

“It’s a proven fact.” I said.

“But we would never want to win the one we love. At least, in my case, I don’t.” He said.

“Awwww so sweet~” I could not hide my smile.

“I win.” I heard him say softly.

Some things never change~

“Why do you have a coffee maker when you don’t drink coffee?” He asked randomly.

“Huh? Erm…” I looked at the coffee maker, and then back at him.

He raised his eyebrow at me.

“You bought it for me?” He asked.

This man has fast sense.

“Sort… of.” I muttered.

“Really? You did???” He seemed so happy.

I looked at him, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Wahhh~ No wonder this coffee taste so sweet!” He grinned.

“It’s sweet because I put in four scoops of sugar. Try it without sugar.” I said.

He looked a little surprised.

“Ayeee~” He pinched my cheek.

***
“Are you going back? Or??” He asked as he got off the bike.

I insisted to send him to work, mainly because he looked so tired and partly because I had to go out anyway.

“Didn’t I told you I’ll be out?” I asked.

“Oh yea. I forgot.” He laughed shyly.

“Aigoo~ How old are you to be so forgetful?” I poked his chest.

“Old enough.” He smiled.

“What time do you end work?” I asked.

“Darling, is this even a question?” He asked.

“Oh right. It’s not.” I smiled.

“Don’t overwork.” I said, hugging him tightly.

“You too.” He said, resting his head against mine.

“Why would I be overworking?” I laughed.

“Have you taken your medicine today?” He asked.

“Oh no. I think you need the doctor really soon.” I said.

“Why?” He asked.

“I ate it in front of you this morning and you looked so sad. I asked you what is wrong. You said you wish you could eat them for me. Remember?” I asked.

“Oh right. Ahh, something is wrong with me.” He smiled weakly.

“You’re tired.” I said.

“No, I think it’s something else.” He said.

“What?” I asked.

“Minji withdrawal symptoms.” He said.

“EWWWWWWWW!!!!” I cringed.

“Oh my gosh what did I just said?” He covered his flushed cheeks.

“Look at my goosebumps! Gosh!” I rubbed my arms.

“Ahh sorry sorry sorry~” He said.

“Rest when you’re tired, okay?” I said, tipping toes to kiss him on his lips.

“When will I see you again?” He asked before he deepened the kiss.

“Pick you after work?” I asked, breaking our kiss.

He shook his head.

“I’ll come to you instead?” He asked.

“Call me? If I’m around, I’ll pick you then.” I said.

“Alright. Ride safely, okay? Don’t speed.” He said.

“When have I ever sped?” I asked.

“Oh darling, do I look like a fool to you?” He asked.

“Opps~” I stuck out my tongue.

I speed all the time, not very obviously thou.

“Work well.” I said, smacking his .

“You too.” He smiled.

“Is that someone you know?” I asked, looking behind him.

A man was standing inside the building with his arms crossed, staring at us.

“Who?” Seungho asked as he turned behind.

“Ahh… Yea.. Someone… I know.” He said softly.

“Is everything okay?” I asked.

He nodded and smiled.

“Gotta go, darling. I’ll call you. Ride safely. Love ya~” He said hurriedly.

“Are you sure everything is okay?” I asked.

“Yes. What could not be okay?” He smiled.

His smile did not seem genuine. It looked like a mixture between forced and nervousness.

I watch him walk into the building. The moment he got in, he bowed to the man. The man did a small gesture, as thou asking Seungho to follow him. Seungho turned to me and waved before hurrying off behind the man. He looked like a child who got caught red-handed by his dad.

Did I get Seungho into trouble?

***
Minji: But I still love you

Seungho: I’m still angry!

Seungho: Minji withdrawal symptoms