I woke up, hmmm.. the engagement party went fine, although some of my dorkiness slipped, Jinyoung saved me from further humiliations. Now, I get to spend a day with a roof over my head and--- since when did Leo have another pair of arms?! Last time I checked he only had two!

I looked at the other sleeping figure and,

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”

*THUD*

What the heck is he doing here?!

“Y-yah!” I quickly covered Leo’s ears (who was currently still dreaming).

“Why did you scream?! I was having a good sleep…” he mumbled standing up from the floor.

“W-why are you here?! Wh-what did you do?!” I stuttered, okay I don’t even want to know or imagine—

“STOP! Before you have any erted thoughts about me. I’ll clear it to you, nothing happened. Psh. As if there’s anything to see in thaaaat.” He pointed at me, straightening himself up.

“Excuse me?!”

“And this is OUR room, remember?” he said like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Well it is, isn’t it? Wait, that’s not my point! I’m going to have to set some rules in this house.

“You. Out. Now.” I sternly said pointing at the door.

“Eh?” he said still in daze, I stood up and pushed him out.

I washed in the room’s bathroom, Leo stirred awake.

“Noona?”

“Good morning sweet cheeks, did you have a good dream?”

He smiled at me and nodded repeatedly.

“Let’s go eat breakfast?”

“Nae!”

We went downstairs and saw Jinyoung cooking breakfast.

“Good morning wifey, good morning Leo.” He smiled, holding a pan.

‘He looks good enough to be in a cooking commercial’

“Thank you.” He smirked.

D-did I just say that out loud?! I saw Leo clasped his hand over his mouth and giggled.

“Noona have a crush on hyung!” he said making me shake my head sideways.

“Y-yah jinyoung-sshi!”

“Jinyoung.”

“Jinyoung-sshi, is it really okay to live in one house before the marriage? I mean, wouldn’t they find it weird?”

He chuckled lightly, damn why does his voice sounds good too?!

“Jinyoung.” He insisted.

“Jinyoung-sshi.” I repeated.

“Jinyoung-Oppa.”

“Andwae.”

“Yeobo.”

“Jinyoung.”

“That’s my girl.”

“Just answer my question.”

“They won’t. don’t worry jagiya~”

“Hey, your mom doesn’t look like she can hurt a fly.”

He stopped doing what he’s doing. Ooops, did it come out badly?

“Breakfast is served.” He smiled putting the plate in front of us. Hmmm~ never knew he can cook, it looks good too.

And—he just avoided the topic didn’t he?