‘BoA, I want to marry you.’

She choked on her drink as soon as that came out his mouth. ‘We’re not even together, Yunho..’

‘Then hurry up and make me your boyfriend! Then, I can marry you, okay?’

She lowered her glass of wine and held his gaze. The warm touch of summer idly kissed their skin and the yellow hue lit up her face. ‘Is that a question or a statement?’

Yunho thought for a while. Maybe he was being a little pushy. ‘A question..?’

BoA sighed. ‘Fine, then yes..’

‘Yes to what..?’

‘Yes to all of the above.’