http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOUV8B9poGI

GD&TOP ft. Bom- Oh yeah

Miyoung woke up even before her alarm rang that day. She had 2 pieces of toast and a glass of milk for her breakfast before going to SHINee's dorm.

Walking to the door, she knocked it. A sound of footsteps was heard from inside and the door opened. Miyoung immediately flashed a smile.

"Good morning" she bowed at Jonghyun, who opened the door. "I came to pick Taemin up"

"Pick Taemin up?" his eyebrows pinched. "In the morning? 8 am? What for?"

"Eh... Actually--"

"Let's come in first" Jonghyun offered nicely. Miyoung smiled and went in. Jonghyun closed the door and sat on the couch. Miyoung sat on the couch across his.

"Actually when I brought Taemin home last Saturday, I forgot that he went to the club by car, and we accidentally left his car there. So we're going to take it back today" Miyoung spoke. Jonghyun nodded.

"But at 8 am in the morning? I doubted that Taemin's awake" he laughed.

"Ah... Really?" Miyoung scratched her head. "Could you please wake him up?"

Jonghyun's expression fell. The smile was nowhere to be seen on his face, making Miyoung wondered. *Did I say something wrong?* she thought.

"How about you waking him up?" Jonghyun suggested, showing a little smile. Miyoung just nodded, didn't wanna see that painful expression of his again. Jonghyun stood up. "Let me lead you to his room"

Miyoung followed him to Taemin's room, which was Minho's room too. "Just come in. Taemin's bed is the left one, if you're confused. Both of them slept with their blankets over their face" Jonghyun said, opening the door. Miyoung felt a little surprised because of the unlocked room.

"Why didn't they lock the room?" Miyoung dared herself to ask.

Jonghyun's expression fell even more. Miyoung looked down, really regretting what she asked because Jonghyun seemed so upset about it.

"You can ask Taemin later. Just wake him up now, you don't wanna wait until afternoon, right?" Jonghyun showed that smile again. That small smile.

"Okay" Miyoung nodded. "Thankyou"

Jonghyun walked away while Miyoung entered the room. There were 2 beds inside. Miyoung slowly tiptoed to the bed on her left and uncovered the blanket that lied on Taemin's face, revealing his flawless skin. She squatted down beside his bed.

"Taemin-ssi" she whispered into Taemin's earhole. "Wake up"

Taemin rolled to his side and ended up facing Miyoung. Miyoung's eyes went wide when she realized how close he was, but she didn't move. She swallowed a lump of saliva before shaking Taemin's arm to wake him up.

"Wake up" she whispered once again, caressing the boy's forehead with her free hand.

Taemin didn't move, which made her legs tired of squatting. She shifted her position from squatting to kneeling beside Taemin's bed, his face still really close to hers. "Ta-e-min-ssi" she flicked his forehead with her fingers, repeatedly.

Taemin's eyes slowly opened. He stared at Miyoung, whose face was only a little finger's length away. Miyoung stared back, drowned in those sharp, serious orbs.

When Taemin blinked, Miyoung snapped out of her daze. She quickly stood up. "Wake up, we're gonna take your car back" she folded her arms in front of her chest nervously.

"Okay" Taemin ruffled his bed hair before getting up. "I'm gonna take a bath first"

"I'll wait here" Miyoung decided, because she didn't really know another SHINee members. And Minho, whose bed was beside Taemin's, didn't seem to wake up in any minute.

"Whatever" Taemin said before walking into the bathroom with a towel around his neck, then he closed the bathroom door. Miyoung climbed onto his bed and sat on it. Then she looked at her outfits, making sure if she looked like a real psychologist.

She was wearing a black, ed shirt with a white tanktop under it, combined with a pair of denim shorts. She completed her appearance that day with her dark grey colored kpop wristband, a gift from Jooyoung. She said that Miyoung's client is a kpop star, so at least she has to show a little affection to kpop.

Miyoung didn't know anything about the wristband, though. The first thing she asked Jooyoung when Jooyoung gave her the wristband is 'What is this?' and Jooyoung ended up sending her all the kpop songs in her phone to Miyoung's, demanding her to listen to them.

She read the writing on the wristband once again. *How to read this?* she still wondered since Jooyoung gave the wristband to her. Jooyoung refused to tell her about the writing.

*By the way, I didn't look like a psychologist at all* she mentally made a TvT face. Smiling to herself, she continued. *I didn't look like a psychologist in every side of my life, though*

She crossed her legs and placed her elbows on her thighs before ending her pose with her chin on her palms. *Now that I'm officially waiting, hehe* she thought. *It's so boring, if only I didn't left my tablet in the car* she sighed.

Just then, Taemin walked out from the bathroom with only boxers on. Miyoung flinched and quickly straighten her legs, looking at another direction to avoid Taemin's gaze.

Taemin headed towards his wardrobe beside his bed. Miyoung stayed still, trying to act all relaxed, but being in a room with a boy who only wore boxer wasn't that easy. And still, Minho didn't show any sign that he'll wake up soon.

She dared herself to take a peek at Taemin, which she did. And found out that Taemin was staring at her, fully-dressed already. He was wearing a v-neck black t-shirt with a pair of jeans. "What are you staring at?" he asked.

"N- Nothing. Let's go" she got off Taemin's bed and dashed towards the door.

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"I see you're a Beauty" Taemin said when Miyoung and him were inside the elevator.

Miyoung's eyebrows pinched, and she unconsciously blushed. "What?"

"Your wristband" he said, not looking at her.

"My wristband makes me a beauty?" Miyoung raised her eyebrows.

"Tch" Taemin shot her an annoyed look. "Your wristband is Beast's fanclub wristband, isn't it? I'm just starting a conversation here"

Miyoung's gaze moved to the wristband around her wrist. "What's so special about this?" she asked. "This is a gift from my friend, and I don't know anything about it"

Taemin ignored her.

"Come on, or I won't drive you to Bloody Mary to take your car" Miyoung stuck out her index finger in front of her face. Taemin sighed before pulling her hand down, extremely annoyed.

"That wristband is Beast's fanclub wristband. Can't you read the writing? Aish" he gritted his teeth.

"But it says B... two... S... T! How could you read this as Beast? And what's the relevance between Beast and a Beauty?" Miyoung bombarded.

"Beauty is Beast's fanclub" Taemin ignored your first question, because he thought it was a very obvious question to ask.

"Ohh" Miyoung nodded, looking at her wristband. "How could you know that much? You're a Beauty too?" her eyes widened. Taemin sighed.

"We artists have connections with each other" Taemin said. "Don't ask anything again or I'll kill you"

The elevator opened. Miyoung rolled her eyes at the boy before leading the way to her car. After 20 seconds of walking, they found the car. Miyoung took her place at the driver seat as Taemin sat on the passenger seat.

Starting the car, Miyoung drove away from the apartment building. They stayed in silence before there was a traffic light that signalled her to stop by its red light. Miyoung queued behind another car to wait for the green light.

To avoid the awkwardness, she the radio, which played the song White Prayer by Alice Nine. Miyoung hummed the song, eventhough this is her favorite song and she wanted to sing so badly until popped out.

Miyoung started tapping her fingers to the steering wheel, following the rhythm of the song. Taemin noticed this.

"AHCHOOO!" Miyoung suddenly sneezed. "Aish, the spring brings my allergy back" she whined. "Could you please give me a tissue? It's in the dashboard drawer"

Taemin rolled his eyes before opening the drawer and gave the tissue pack to Miyoung, who accepted it with her free hand. His eyes were still at the drawer, staring at something inside it.

After wiping her nose, Miyoung handed the tissue pack back to Taemin, but he didn't take it. Miyoung looked at him. "What are you looking at...?" she asked, following where his gaze was.

And *OHMYGOD* happens.

"Just act like I didn't see anything" Taemin closed the drawer with the pack of inside it. Miyoung's face reddened like it was smeared with ketchup, and her mind instantly darted to a name.

*JIHO!!!!* biting her lower lip, she drove again because the light has turned green. *I'M GOING TO KILL HIM. I'M SO GOING TO KILL HIM!!! WHY DID HE LEAVE HIS ING HERE?! OHMYGOD YOU'LL GET IT FROM ME KIM JIHOOOO!!!!*

"Your lip is bleeding" Taemin announced. Miyoung snapped out of her daydream just to find out that her lip was already bleeding. "So you lied, you said that you didn't have your car yesterday when you were actually having fun with your boyfriend"

"No!" Miyoung blurted, ignoring her bleeding lip. "That was my boyfriend's" she wiped the blood harshly.

"And yours, right?" Taemin shot her a confused look. "How come it's your boyfriend's and not yours? Ah, whatever. It's not like I care" Taemin ended the conversation. Miyoung huffed, completely annoyed with Jiho's childish actions.

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"Thankyou for taking care of the car" Miyoung bowed to a Bloody Mary worker, who replied her with a smile. Taemin stood beside Miyoung, crossing his hands in front of his chest. "Let's go" she stated to Taemin. He obeyed and went to the parking lot.

"So... Where are you going?" Miyoung asked when they were walking together. Taemin inserted his hands into his pocket.

"Don't know. Maybe home" he said. "I don't have any therapy with you today, right?"

Miyoung was stupefied by his answer. No matter how cold he acted in the dorm, he still called that place home.

"N- no" she managed to shake her head. Taemin nodded.

They stayed in silence before finally arriving to their cars, which was parked next to each other.

"Bye" Miyoung smiled, waving at him.

"Bye" he said without even looking at her. Miyoung went into her car, started the engine, but didn't drive. Instead, she fished out her phone from her bag and dialed a familiar number.

"Yee, my girl? Oppa's working~" Jiho's playful voice filled her ear.

"You sicko gigolo" she cursed.

"Uuh, what did I do this time?" Jiho was literally scratching his head in the meeting. His business partners stared at him.

"YOU LEFT YOUR INSIDE MY DASHBOARD DRAWER YOU JERK!" she banged her hand against the steering wheel. "MY CLIENT SAW IT AND NOW WHAT SHOULD I DO?!!" she yelled.

"Aishh, it's just a pack of ... Don't exaggerate a small problem" Jiho said, making all the meeting attendances' attention drawn towards him.

"Oh my God Jiho... I'm a psychologist... Your stupid ruins my image!!! MY IMAGE!" Miyoung screamed.

"Listen" Jiho turned serious. "I'm sorry. I didn't know I left it there. I don't even remember using any last night" he jutted his lower lip. Miyoung ruflled her hair.

"It's not the right time to play around, Jiho!" she said, frustated.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for ruining your image. I'll explain it to your client. How does that sound?" Jiho asked.

"He won't care if you explain anyway" Miyoung sighed. "Ahh, forget it. This is your car and I shouldn't be mad at anything you did here. I'm sorry" she closed her eyes, breathing.

"Don't be like that" Jiho pouted. "I'm sorry too. Smile, okay?"

"..." Miyoung didn't reply.

"Miyoung answer me. You must smile, okay? Smile, it is proper for people to do mistakes. So smile" Jiho smiled.

"Yeah. Thankyou" Miyoung smiled a little. "I'm sorry, once again"

"It's okay" Jiho assured. "I'm having a meeting, so goodbye" he hung up.

Miyoung stared at her phone, her smile grew wider. *Stupid Jiho*

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"AAHCCHOOOO!" Miyoung sneezed for the nth time. She grabbed another sheet of tissue from the tissue box on her table and stuck that tissue to her nose. "Oh how I hate spring" she said in a clogged voice.

Suddenly she heard a knocking voice on her door.

"Come in" she ordered.

Taemin opened the door and went in. He didn't notice Miyoung's condition until he sat on the analytic sofa. And when he saw her,--

"AHCHOOOO!" Miyoung sneezed again, making the tissue on her nose flew away. She pulled another sheet of tissue and covered her nose with it.

Taemin was about to laugh but he held it in.

"I'm sorrehh. Whah dayh ih todehh?(I'm sorry. What day is today?)" Miyoung asked. This time Taemin couldn't help but smile upon hearing her funny voice. Luckily Miyoung didn't see him.

"It's Tuesday" he answered, wiping off the smile on his face.

"Ohhh. Weh hahe a theraheh hehhion todeh, raighh? (Ohhh. We have a therapy session today, right?)" she asked again. "Lehh hhahh (Let's start)" she stood up and walked beside the sofa, bringing her chair along with her.

"AHCHOOOO! AARRRGGGHHH!!!" she shouted after the sneeze. Lying on the floor, she covered her face with her own palms. Taemin stared at her, amused. He stood up from the sofa and squatted down beside her.

"Hey" he called.

"Whah?(What?)" she answered.

"How about my therapy?" Taemin asked.

"..." Miyoung didn't answer.

"Hey"

"Shush" Miyoung hissed. "I-- AHCHOOO!"

"Want me to call someone?"

"Medihine (Medicine)..." she whined. "In the dhawee (In the drawer)..."

Taemin didn't move at first, but seeing her in such a pain, he shifted away from his squatting position and walked to Miyoung's desk. He opened the drawers and mentally shook his head in disbelief.

This girl has a messier life than he expected.

The first drawer he opened was filled with her Galaxy Tab, and somehow he didn't feel surprised with it. Opening the second drawer, he found a photo of Miyoung and another boy, who he assumed as Miyoung's boyfriend. And when he reached the third drawer, which was slightly heavier than the others, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

There were Alice Nine's albums there. Not only one or two, she has 6 of them. Zekkeishoku, Alpha, Vandalize, Gemini, 9, and Alice Nine complete collection 2006-2009. *This girl is a maniac* he thought.

He opened the fourth drawer and found a bottle of allergic medicine. "This one?" he asked Miyoung, lifting the bottle.

Miyoung looked at him with her red eyes. "Yeh(Yes)" she answered weakly.

Taemin went back to her with the medicine in his hand. Then he squatted beside her again. "Move you hands from your face so that I can give the medicine" he ordered.

"Uh..." she hesitated before pulling her palms from her face. And Taemin nearly, NEARLY laughed because of her reddy, puffy face. He looked at another direction before giving the bottle to her, stifling his laugh.

*I thought he was going to feed me the medicine* Miyoung thought. "Henkyou, Hemin-hhi. Hee hyou homohhow(Thankyou, Taemin-ssi. See you tomorrow)"

"Wait. Does this mean I don't have any therapy session today?" Taemin asked.

A lightbulb suddenly appeared in Miyoung's head. She still have some untold questions in her mind.

"Hin hwone hondihion (In one condition). Hyou hahe ho hanhwe mah qhuehions(You have to answer my questions)" she tried to get up.

"And what is it? I'm tired" Taemin stretched his arms. "And just write it. I can't forever hear that horrible voice" he said. Miyoung puffed her puffy cheeks, making her face way 3x bigger.

She pulled a piece of tissue and a pen from her pocket, then began writing on the thin sheet of tissue.

Why didn’t you lock your room when you sleep with Minho?

Then she passed it to Taemin. He read it for a split second before replying. "Who knows what'll he do. He can kill me, he can choke me to death, or maybe he can cut my head with an axe, and more maybes" Taemin said. "So if he did it, I can exit the room more easily"

"Whah hoh(What for)?" Miyoung's eyebrows knitted altogether. She didn't get it.

"To call fo help, duh. Eventhough I couldn't get any in that place. Ha" he laughed with his nose, a sarcastic laugh. "Now can I go home?"

"Hwan mho qhuehion(One more question)" Miyoung took another sheet of tissue and write on it again.

Who allowed you to go to Bloody Mary last Saturday? You were arrested home, right?

She handed the tissue to Taemin. He read it again.

"I sneaked out" he explained. "And nobody wants to care"

Miyoung hung her head down. This client of her was more difficult than it sounds. He was overly paranoid to think that his bandmate may even kill him, and his rebel attitude wasn't helping either. Plus, he's a kpop star and if he does anything weird, the paparazzi will always be there for him.

"Now can I go home?" Taemin asked in an annoyed tone.

"Yeh(Yes)" Miyoung answered. "He hefu (Be careful)"

Taemin flinched. He thought nobody cares. He thought everyone was busy with their own selves. Nobody really cares about him, that's what he knows. But now, the girl whom he just knew for 2 days, silently declared that she cares.

"He walked away from the room, not knowing what to reply.

"AHCHOOO!"

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[P.S: I'm sorry for that thing. I was trying to make it funny but it seems like I failed, eh? ._. Hope you enjoy this chapter, though! :D]