Sunshine - Rainbow http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-3V0FwPzes     ----------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Miyoung glanced at her watch nervously.   5:30 p.m.   She tapped her foot on the floor, slowly getting exasperated. Although she was in an antsy mood, her beauty was defined with minimal makeup. Her ink black hair fell past her shoulders in slightly curled ringlets. She’d also applied a touch of eyeliner, which complimented her thin, dark brows.   On top of all that, she wore a pretty white dress patterned with small, intricate flowers. It wasn’t over the top, but it suited the occasion. Since Jonghyun’s restaurant, “L’Elegance”, was a chic and sophisticated place, it was required to dress formally.   Miyoung’s exasperation slowly grew into frustration as she glanced at the clock for the tenth time today.   The said Andromeda had been getting ready for their outing since five, and Miyoung was worried that they’d be late. She didn’t want to keep the others waiting.   *What kind of guy takes more than half an hour to get ready?! All he has to put on is his suit!* She fumed.   5:35 p.m.   Finally, she lost it.   “BYUNGHUN!” Miyoung called, half-annoyed, half-anxious. “What’s taking you so long?!”   When L. Joe didn’t answer, Miyoung curiously peered at the door, “Lee Byunghun!” She furrowed her brows in slight confusion, “L. JOE!”   She waited a couple minutes, but again, no answer.   As curiosity and puzzlement slowly began to morph into agitation, Miyoung slipped off her flats and strode towards the door, arms crossed.   “Do you need help with your suit? Is that why you’re not coming out?” She tried to calmly call, “Do you need me to come in?”   “N-No!” L. Joe’s muffled voice finally sputtered out from behind the door, “I’m fine! Don’t come in!”   Miyoung blinked in surprise at the sudden denial. *Liar! So he was listening and didn’t even bother to answer! The nerve!* She was about to tear the door down when a smirk slowly began to spread over her lips.   *Fine, then.* Miyoung thought evilly. *If he wants to play that way, then I’ll just right back!*   The devious girl cleared innocently, “Listen, Byunghun. If you’re not coming out in three seconds, I’m coming in!”   When he didn’t reply again, she scowled and hollered, “I’m coming inside! You hear me? I’m—“   At that moment, the door flung open, revealing a beaming L. Joe, “Yeeeees?” He batted his lashes.   Miyoung’s smirk transformed into a grimace. *I didn’t even get to count to three, you coward.*   But she kept her thoughts to herself and instead, narrowed her eyes, pointing at him suspiciously, “What exactly were you doing in there? And don’t think that those puppy-dog eyes will work on me!”   L. Joe just blinked and smiled.   Miyoung tried to look past his shoulder, “What are you hiding? You were looking at something erted, weren’t you? I bet you have dirty magazines and tapes in there!”   Byunghun cocked his head to one side, peering down from his bangs adorably, “Dirty magazines?” He blinked twice and stepped aside, “I don’t have any of those—whatever they may be, but I do have dirty laundry. Well—I did.”   “…Huh?” Miyoung stepped into his neat and pristine room. On his bed, all the piles of laundry were neatly folded and colour-coded—both his and Miyoung’s. Miyoung stared at it and then looked back at him, as if asking, ‘what is this?’   Byunghun swiftly answered, “Before you told me to get ready, I was folding the laundry because I thought you’d be too tired to do it, so I finished it all.” He smiled sheepishly, “But, it turned out that it took a long time to finish. I never knew the laundry had piled up so much!”   The anger from before began to dissipate as Miyoung’s gaze slightly softened. Her eyes flitted from his face to his neck. The tie was badly done. *Oh.* Miyoung furrowed her eyebrows.   Byunghun followed her gaze to his neck and let out a laugh, “Oh, this. After I managed to finish the clothes, it took me some time to get this right. I don’t think I did it well,