"JOONGKI?" I blurted, a bit too loud.

I let out a nervous laugh.

He chuckled,"What a coincidence. Again."

JoongKi opened the door to his apartment, next to mine, as I shoved mine open.

I stepped into my apartment.

There was a wooden shelf that was falling apart.

Guess no one bothered to fix it.

It felt a little lonely.

I sighed.

No one was willing to rent the room I didn't need.

If I didn't get a homestay soon, my mom would force me back to the Big Apple, because I was lacking independence.

Needing a breath of air, I walked to the balcony.

Feeling alone again, I stared at the night view of Seoul.

I felt the wind and I immediately thought of the movie Titanic.

On instinct, my arms raised into a T-shape and close my eyes.

I felt free!~

I imagined Jack Dawson hugging me from behind.

"Hey," he said.

It felt so surreal.

"Hey," I replied.

"What are you doing?"

Startled by the random question, I opened my eyes.

JoongKi was on the balcony beside me.

He rested his arms on the handrail and smirked.

A really cute smirk.

My hands automatically dropped to my side, embarrased.

And I realized I was staring at him. With my mouth opened.

Oh my god.

He was shirtless.

His abs were killing it, mahn!

Joongki waved his hand in front of my face.

Yeah. Our balconies are THAT close.

"Why is your face always so blank?" he wondered.

I chose to ignore him.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm talking to you. Jihyo." he said, offendedly.

I glared at him, making him feel uncomfortable.

"You scared me half to death, Joongki!" I said, gritting my teeth.

Surprisingly, he looked at me as if he wasn't shocked.

CRASH!

I quickly looked back into my house and saw the broken shelf had crashed to the floor, shattering into many sections.

"Aww, come on! Not right now!" I said, whining.

"What's wrong?" said Joongki, with a caring voice.

He was leanimg against the railing, getting closer to me as he tried to get a better look of my apartment.

"My bookshelf just fell apart," I mumbled, feeling annoyed.

I crouched down onto the floor and let out a loud sigh.

"I'll help you fix it." Joongki said.

I looked at him.

Is he able to fix it? Or is he just going to break it even more?

"If you want." he added.

Oh well. Who cares anyways?

"Come over from the....," I said.

But before I could finish my sentence, he had already jumped over his balcony, onto mine.

"Front door..." I said drifting off, hoping that he hadn't heard the pointless words.

He walked into my house, making himself at home.

I followed him.

"Nice place you got here," he said, looking around.

I noticed a yellow mustard stain on my black couch.

I quickly ran to the couch and sat on it.

If Joongki had seen that stain, that would have been extremely embarrassing.

Especially since it was a YELLOW stain on a BLACK couch.

Joongki had already sat beside the broken shelf, trying to figure out where to start fixing it first.

I stared at Joongki, realizing that he was still shirtless.

As I went to the kitchen to grab him something warm to drink, I the fireplace.

My place was coldest room in the building. It was also the cheapest.

"Hey," Joongki wondered,"Do you have any tools?"

I turned around to see that Joongki was getting goosebumps, so I gave him the cup of coffee right away.

My box of tools were in the closet so I reached in to take it.

I handed it to him.

He took a sip of the coffee and got back to work.

I sat back on the couch and just observed him working while looking at his body.

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Before I knew it, an hour had already passed by.

I was quite sleepy but I never got bored looking at him.

He yawned so I went over to talk to him.

"You should get some sleep."

The shelf looked new, almost. It just needed to be painted.

"Naww, it's okay. I think I'll be done in 10 minutes, anyways. Might as well just finish it. Just needs a few more screws..." He half smiled and half yawned.

Two minutes later, the doorbell rang.

I glanced at the clock behind Joongki.

No one ever rings the doorbell at 12:30 a.m.

Who could that be?

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Okay. I hope that wasn't too bad. Sorry I wasn't updating...

Promise I'll update faster next time? =D

btw, can you see that writing...?

the colour is too light i think...