Hyemi POV

“So let me get this straight: Your roommates are twins and one of them followed us yesterday? Kim Hyemi, how do you live with yourself?” Woohyun poured in the latte in a small teacup that I gave the store a few weeks ago from my trip. I nod in response, trying to concentrate on what was going on with the puppies. They were all huddled around kids or wagging their tails in response to the oldies petting them.

“That’s something to talk about,” Woohyun chuckled, “You know it’s not an everyday thing where you can meet twins in Korea.”

“I guess so. I mean at least I don’t wake up late like I usually do.” Woohyun stopped everything he was doing, putting the teacup onto a tray and passing it to Bora.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been doing something nasty with them already because that’s just sick. Even I wouldn’t do that to girls the first time I see them.”

“No! Why would you even think about that? I meant that I wake up from their early fights in the morning. Today it was about who gets to use the bathroom when clearly I should be the first one to use it because I am way faster than them. Do you know how long it takes for Daeryong to style up his hair?”

“Mhm, of course.”

“Hey, don’t give me that look!”

“Just focus on your job!” Woohyun pinched my nose, making me scrunch it up. He only laughed, ruffling my hair and walked towards the customers that walked in. As usual, he gave the girls a wink and led them to the tables. I’m completely used to this whole flirting thing he does with the ladies; it’s how he interacts with girls. I can’t help but frown upon it though because when he does it to those clueless and innocent girls; they can’t help but think that he likes them. Sometimes I wish that I was the only one he says those remarks to. You know, things like ‘wifey’ or ‘honey’ or ‘sweetie’, but I have to face the facts that he doesn’t like me in that way. Besides, I already did promise to myself and to him that we would never like each other ever. I remember that day after school that he walked be back to the apartment. He was about to confess to me, but was cut off because my brother came into the picture. I don’t exactly know what he said, but Woohyun came back to my house the next day and told me that we can’t become something that we can’t last. So in conclusion, we stayed friends.

I miss it, but I guess I’m not dying from not being a couple with him.

Aish, why am I even thinking about this now?

“Ex-excuse me,” I looked up and saw a cute girl with her hair in braids. She wore glasses and dress that flowed out. Her fingers played with each other on top of the counter as she bit her lip.

“Yes, how can I help you?” I smile, putting down the book I was reading.

“I saw the sign outside, the one about the part-time job and I was wondering if I would be able to take the offer.”

“Oh, that sign? Let me go ask the boss. Woohy-“

“Hyemi! Hyemi, look! Your dog has been me like crazy! Do you think it likes me? Do you? Do you?” Speaking of the boss, he came running towards me like a child, with Choco in his hands.

“Give that dog back to the customers! This is not the time to be fooling around and if you haven’t noticed, this girl is willing to work with us.”

“Sorry, it’s just too cute!” Woohyun smiled, eyes creasing in the process. I nudged him in the elbow and lifted my chin towards the girl. She was trying not to look at Woohyun. I could see her blush under her hair. She’s one of those girls, isn’t she?

“Oh, you’re looking for a job?” He finally put the dog to the ground, letting it run to wherever it was going, “Well you seem fairly well. Have any experiences with dogs?”

“Yes, my parents are both veterinarians and I come from a family that breeds dogs as their job. I sort of moved out and I’ve been looking for a job that would help me out; is it okay?”

“Sure, just come with me and I’ll get you a sheet I need you to fill out. We’d also need to talk to the boss too…”

“I thought you were the boss!”

“No no, I’m her boss, not the boss,” he chuckled, “Just come with me and we’ll help you out. Hyemi-ah, watch the store, yeah?” I swear I saw her look a little disappointed when he said he wasn’t the boss.

“Anything for you, boss,” I picked up my book, looking for the part I left off.

“That’s my girl!” Gah, quit it with the words in public.

~~

“Hyemi-ah, do you know when school starts?” Woohyun came into the locker room after my shift was over, peeking through the small space between the door and wall.

“Don’t I always tell you to knock before you enter?”

“It’s not like you have anything I’d want to look at. Ow!” I throw my whole bag towards him, letting it land with a ‘thud’ onto the floor. The nerve of the guy!

“I’m sorry, but I’m just really curious!”

“Curious about what?” I felt myself go a little red, turning my back towards him. Why am I acting this way all of a sudden? Hyemi, it’s not like he still likes you!

“I’m curious as to when school starts.” I sigh out a little, coughing at the process.

“School starts next week, for your information. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get changed; my shift is over for today.”

“Okay! You don’t have to push the door on me.”

“How else are you going to get out of here?”

~~

I got home around six, holding a few bags full of groceries. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind pasta for dinner. I stepped in, taking my shoes off after I put the bags on the floor.

“I’m home,” I say. I looked around the house, but it seemed quite empty. I couldn’t hear any voices so I let out a pack of sighs. Well, it looks like I’m alone tonight.

Not that it mattered. I had the dogs with me so that’s a great thing…or at least that’s what I’ve been telling myself for the past two hours.

It’s already eight! Where could they be?

Hyemi, don’t even worry about it! They’re big boys, they can figure something out. I’m sure Soryong is still organizing stuff and work and Daeryong…I don’t know. I don’t think he has a job yet and he wasn’t in his room; maybe he’s with Soryong. I knew I should’ve asked for their numbers as soon as I met them!

No One POV

On the other side of town, there was a drunken Daeryong, Sunggyu, a man who never really got drunk, and a sober Soryong who was staring at them in amusement.

“A-and you know what he did to her this morning? He practically ate her face off when he kissed her!” Daeryong’s arms dangled on his sides as he tipped his head back.

“He only kissed her cheek and it looked like a friendly one! How many times am I supposed to tell you that Woohyun isn’t Hyemi’s boyfriend?” Soryong nagged to his twin, eyeing Sunggyu to do something. Sunggyu only shrugged and gave an ‘it’s-not-my-problem’ look.

“She could’ve been lying! Girls lie, you know? And I know that you lie too!” Daeryong poked a finger onto Soryong’s chest, tapping it with a steady beat. He started to hum, grinning sheepishly.

“I do not lie!”

“I remember the one time you had a girl over the house and mom came home all of a sudden. She was about to burst into your room to ask about all the sounds, but you said that it was me in the closet trying to look for some game console or something.”

“That’s enough!” Soryong shot a look to both men who were laughing their heads off, “It’s time we went home; you both had enough to drink.”

“For you information, I don’t get drunk easily,” Sunggyu said, staring at the shot glass that was placed in his hands.

“I don’t care what you do, but I’m taking Daeryong home.”

“How can you? You don’t have a car, right? Relax; I won’t get you home so late that you’ll miss work tomorrow.”

“What about Daeryong? He has work tomorrow.”

“He doesn’t until like three, silly. I gave him the afternoon off so he could dog-sit the dogs while my baby sister’s at work. It’ll be fine, stop glaring at me like I just killed something.” Soryong slipped back into his seat, sighed, and looked at the idiot drunk that just blabbed about anything.

“Sh-she even called me gorgeous, but she and that girly looking guy were hugging each other yesterday and h-he even called her wifey. Wifey! Who calls people that anyway? He should’ve called her something like y lady and gave her a wet one!” Daeryong shouted towards some ladies who were walking by, giggling at the drunk, and “Right y ladies? Ladies?”

“Dae shut your trap and sit down. Be a good kid and drink your…your beverage.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, especially a guy who can’t get some like me!”

“Dae shut up or I am going to force you home.”

“And what if I don’t shut up?” Soryong face palmed himself at how stupid his brother can get. He gave a stern look at Sunggyu and asked for the keys to the vehicle. Sunggyu could only nod, feeling a little drowsy and handed the keys. Soryong quickly snatched it from his hands, helped his twin up to his feet, and helped carry him and Sunggyu to the car.

It wasn’t until around ten that he got home.

“I’m home,” he weakly said, letting Daeryong collapse to the floor and Sunggyu to cackle at his clumsiness.

“Do you know how long I’ve been wai-“ Soryong pressed a finger to her lips, letting her eyes follow his eyes to the floor.

She didn’t care though; once Kim Hyemi was in rage, she didn’t stop. She took his finger away from her and pulled him by the ear.

“You come home at ten at night not even leaving a note as to where you were and you expect me to be all nice about it? Well, think again,” She tugged harder on his ear, “You even had Sunggyu with you! You could’ve told him to call me.”

“Relax sis, everything’s cool,” he slumped into the couch, “We’re here safely, right?”

“Relax? You want me to relax under all of this? Do you know what time it is? You need to be home and in bed for work tomorrow. No boss should ever be late for work,” She turned around to Sunggyu at her last remark, but caught him sleeping with his mouth open, legs dangling on the ends of the couch.

“Well, at least you’re not home drunk. Go wash up and sleep, you have to wake up early for tomorrow right? Don’t worry about Daeryong; I’ll see that he’s fine in the morning.” Hyemi turned toward the tall brunette, looking up and down his figure. It was true; at least he was the only coherent one in the room besides her.

“Thanks. Sorry about everything,” Soryong took her by the hands, squeezing it tightly to assure to her that he’s being sincere. She looked away, blowing the hair away from her face.

“It’s fine, just go get ready. Don’t do it again and if you are, give me a call so I know you’re safe.”

Soryong couldn’t help but get butterflies at what she last said.

Give me a call so I know you’re safe.

Give me a call so I know you’re safe.

He could imagine them now: A happy couple living under this roof. They would cook every morning, look at the stars at night, give good night kisses to each other, and cuddle whenever they wanted to.

He quickly slapped himself at his dreaming. He didn’t want to get hyped up about something like this, but he couldn’t help it! It’s sort of a first that a girl would say that to him. Back in high school, he was the sort of student who just focused on his studies and during college he never could get a girl to say that. He was the one who always had to call after the girl nagged at him for not calling. They practically begged for them to call so that they could brag to their friends that he called, leaving the “I begged him to,” part.

It was a first that a girl actually asked, no, ordered that he should call.

Maybe he was thinking too much about it, but who could blame him?

Hyemi POV

What am I supposed to do with Daeryong? I know I told Soryong that I’d look after him, but I can’t just keep staring at him with wide eyes and mouth open. He looked pretty cute when he wasn’t awake.

Okay, I admit that he’s cute when he’s awake too, but he looks so much more peaceful asleep.

I brush a few strands of his soft, wavy hair and quickly get some blankets. I place them on him and was going back to bed when all of a sudden I feel a hand on my wrist.

“Dae-Daeryong?” I whisper, scared to turn around. Shoot, I should’ve left before this happened! Why didn’t I take the ‘Wrath of Mr. Cuddles’ seriously? Daeryong didn’t reply, he hummed a little, but then he pulled me to him, securing his arms around my shoulders.

Really? If I was going to be hugged, I’d rather be hugged where I wouldn’t have my arms unmovable. I swear that tomorrow morning I wouldn’t be able to use my arms because they’re going to be so numb.

I pushed myself away from him, I thrashed around in place, and I even bumped my head into his for a while, but it didn’t work. His grip only became tighter and he started to nuzzle into me.

Nuzzle.

Why didn’t I take Soryong’s advice seriously?

A/N: Ahaha…so the wrath of Mr. Cuddles is actually truexD

Sorry if this chapter’s boring, I just wanted you to introduce a new character (the girl who wanted the job at the café~~) and a little bit of history between Woohyun and Hyemi^^ Now, I wonder what the new character is going to do in the story…if you have any ideas, message me!

Thank you for the wonderful comments, I’m glad that you call liked the Soryong moment! I added a little bit of both, Daeryong and Soryong, moments! I hope you like:)

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