Does anyone find the way he stare at Hyuna kinda creepy? But heck, both of them are famous for their piercing stare, aren't they?

Myungsoo was taking a shower when he heard a door knock, the sound became more and more impatient so he just had enough time to wrap a towel around his lower body before striding out of the bathroom.

“I’m coming.” He opened the door without peeking at the peephole.

“Tada!” Hyuna’s head popped out from nowhere, but she quickly covered her eyes at what she saw.

“OMO, why are you half ?” She shrieked.

“Tsk, don’t act like you hadn’t seen me before.” He left the door, giving her way in. Myungsoo was surprised and happy to see her at this late at night but he didn’t say anything.

“We even took shower together, remember?” He smirked and his lips ily evilly.

“Shut up! We were 4 years old at that time.” Hyuna grabbed a cushion on the sofa and threw at him.

“Yah, yah. How can you do that to a man with just a towel on him? It could be dropped and something bad may happen.” Myungsoo complained as the thing hit his head.

“Then you should’ve worn properly before opening the door, it might be some girl scout trying to sell something, pabo!” She shouted.

Hyuna plopped on the couch when he returned to the bathroom, the sight of Myungsoo appearing in front of her with his wet, messy hair and bare torso, while beads of water dropping down to his chest flashed in her mind.

“Oh God.” She covered her face in embarrassment. “Couldn’t believe I just had that thought.”

“What’s thought?”

“AH, you scare me!” Hyuna jumped but soon recovered and smacked his arm.

“You haven’t answered me yet. What are you thinking?” He leaned toward Hyuna, making her instinctively move. “About my y and perfect body?” Myungsoo stopped when their noses were just an inch away and because Hyuna was already at the end of the couch. His breath was touching her face while his eyes were staring at her lips intently, making her heart beat wildly and then, Myungsoo lowered his head next to her lips.

“YAH, I HAVE A FIANCÉ!!!” She rushed him roughly, making Myungsoo fall to the floor.

“OUCH! Why are you always violent like that? He rubbed his , whining.

“You should be thankful that I didn’t punch your pretty face.” Hyuna kicked his leg and walked to the kitchen.

“I just want to have some fun. And as if I want to kiss you.” He pouted.

“You’d better not to.”

Hyuna said as she drank the milk from his fridge.

“You haven’t asked why I am here yet.” She glanced at him, wiping the milk off her upper lip.

“Junhyung was out of town?” Myungsoo raised an eyebrow.

“Bingo!” Hyuna walked back to him. “So can I sleep over, please?”

*puppy eyes.*

“You seriously act cute after just kicking me minutes ago? Are you bipolar or something?” Myungsoo folded his arms, his eyebrow was even higher.

“I go change!”

*walking away like a boss, totally ignoring the householder.*

“Asshi this girl, why does she have to be so cute?” A grin plastered on his face. Of course he was more than love to have her sleep over at his house, way way more than love.

“Haizzzz.” Hyuna jumped on his king-sized bed and let out a satisfied sigh. “I miss you a lot, bed!”

“What are you wearing?” He cracked up laughing from the other side of the bed. (i couldn't help but laughing when i saw her rehearsal on stage in this.)

“Pajamas?” Hyuna turned to look at her best friend before looking down at her body.

“What kind of pajamas is that? For kindergarteners?” He clutched his tummy with tears on his eyes.

“YAH, stop laughing. It’s cute!” She pouted sulkily.

“Yeah, you’re cute.” Myungsoo grabbed her chubby cheek and kept pinching.

Hyuna slapped his hand away.”It hurts!” She cried out and rubbed her red cheek.

“Sorry puppy.” Myungsoo imitated her high-pitched voice.

“You’re so childish.” She glared at him before adding. “That’s why you are still single till now.”

“No, I’m y, free and single.” He smirked.

“Tsk.” Hyuna couldn’t help but chuckling. Yeah, that was why he was her best friend.

...

“Jiyeon is a nice girl!” Hyuna said out of blue.

“Oh man, not again!” Myungsoo sighed loudly as he turned his back against her.

“Oh come on, you and she can become a super cute couple.” Hyuna squealed like a fan girl and shook his shoulder until Myungsoo had to face her again.

“But I don’t like her.”

“So who do you like? Who? Who is that?”

“I don’t like anyone.” He shrugged.

Hyuna pursed her lips and her face turned serious.

“Myungie-ah, are you…gay?”

“BWOH?” His eyes bulged in shock.

“You can admit to me and I will never talk about Jiyeon or any other girl, I promise!” She burst out crying and hugged him.

“Stop crying. I’M NOT GAY, JESUS!”

“It’s ok. You don’t need to lie to me, I’m your best friend.” Hyuna patted his head while still crying.

“I’ll kick you out of my bed if you keep…” Myungsoo stopped his tantrum when he saw her eyes, which were perfectly dry.

“Why are your eyes…Aish, You trick me!” He pushed her away irritably.

“Haha, pay back for complaining about my pajamas.” Hyuna laughed victoriously.

“Tsk.” Was all could be heard from him.

“Aw, are you still mad?”

“Tsk.”

“You look cute when you’re mad.” Now, it was her turn of pinching his cheek.

“Tsk.” Myungsoo was still upset but he didn’t shake her hand off.

“Myungie-ah.”

“…”

“Myungie-ah.”

“What?” He snapped.

“Be my best man.” Hyuna said, her eyes were half-lidded drowsily.

“Okay. Now sleep.” His voice softened as he pulled the blanket to cover both of their bodies.

“I love you.” A dorky smile appeared on her face as she hugged him again before drifting to dreamland.

“But I hate that I love you too.” He sighed and kissed the top of her head then wrapped his arms around her body.

Myungsoo hadn’t had her with him like this for ages, and now he had to fight back the sleepiness and scrutinized her face hungrily. He gingerly kissed her lips but pulled away immediately in scare that she might wake up.

*snore*

He snickered. “She won’t feel anything.”

This time, his kiss became longer, but the more he tasted her lips, the more he craved. A siren clanged inside his head, warning him to stop before losing control and went any further. But he didn’t stop. He wanted her badly. His tongue started to her lips.

“Um…” Hyuna budged. Myungsoo let go off her promptly, waiting for her to open her eyes and asked what the hell he was doing with her or something worse.

“Stop kissing me while I’m sleeping, oppa!” Then she span around.

Those words echoed in his head, reminding that he would be forever just a best friend, that her heart was full with the love for the one who wasn’t him.

…

“Oap.” Hyuna yawned and rubbed her eyes before lifting up her eyelids lazily then turned to the left just to be welcomed by a pair of eyes were wide-opened and glued to her.

“AHHHHH, What are you doing?” Hyuna almost fell out the bed.

“Nothing.”

“Why are you staring at me like that? It’s freaking creepy.”

“You drool.”

“Ani,…” She protested while wiping unknowingly. She drooled. “Hey, don’t change the subject!"

“Just go get rid of what you are wearing, it hurts my eyes!” He pushed her to the bathroom before walking to the kitchen and prepared for their breakfast.

“Aissh, arasso.”

…

“Hey.” He put a plate of omelet in front of her as Hyuna sat down at the island.

“Thank you, Myungie.” She beamed.

“So what’s your plan for today?”

Hyuna was about to answer him when her phone rang.

“Yeoboseyo?”

“…”

“Really?” She squealed. Myungsoo glanced at her curiously, but heck, he saw her getting overexcited over petty stuff all the time.

“Aw, but he has to go on business until next week.” Her voice trailed off but rising up when she glanced at the guy eating from the opposite seat as if Hyuna was planning something for him inside her small head. “I’ll be there in 20 minutes. Thanks for informing!”

She hung up the phone.

“Myungie-ah, would you like to be my groom for a day?”

“Your…what?” The water that he was drinking splashed all over her face. Myungsoo gulped and looked up at a Hyuna with a sour face.

“Mr.Dirty, I’ll repeat again, CAN YOU BECOME MY GROOM TODAY?” Hyuna wiped her face dramatically.

“What do you mean?”

“The Seoul Vera Wang agency just called and told me that the wedding gown that I like is now available. But they said that I’d better go get it soon before other girl come and steal it. And the dress goes along with a tuxedo, but Junhyung isn’t here, and you accidentally have the same size with him, so can you?”

Myungsoo stood up and placed his plate inside the sink.

“Not interested.”

“Oh come on!”

“Still no.”

“Please, don’t play hard to get on me.” She whined and tugged his T-shirt.

“But with a condition.” He crossed his arms while looking back at her. Hyuna blinked her eyes, waiting.

“Call me oppa.” He smirked.

“Bwoh? Hell no!” She shook her head. “We are the same age.”

“Then good luck with the dress!” Myungsoo sauntered into the living room and sat down on the couch, turning on the TV.

“I really want to wring his neck!” She muttered and scowled at his back.

“I heard that. Balli, the offer will be unavailable in a few seconds.”

“Op…oppa?”

Hyuna stood next to the couch while gritting her teeth.

“What did you just say?” He perked up his ear toward her.

“I said OPPA, OPPA, OPPAAAA!!!” She yelled. “Are you happy?”

“Yes, very.” Myungsoo rubbed his ear while chuckling as he saw her blowing her fringe in frustration.

“Now let OPPA drive you and get that Vera Wong dress.” He pecked on her cheek then pulled her out of his flat by her wrist.

"It's Vera Wang!"

"Whatever!"

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"How do i look?" Hyuna pulled the curtain to the side and walked down the platform toward Myungsoo, who was flabbergasted at the view.She was wearing a strapless white gown that fitted her perfectly as if it was made just to be worn by her. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down to her small waist, a curl of brown hair swung when she moved graciously, her smoking eyes were locked on him with a shy smile placed on her red lips. Everything seemed to be set in a slow motion, giving him enough time to relish this beautiful scene. Myungsoo felt like a real groom waiting patiently for his bride at the end of the aisle.

“I said how do I look?” Hyuna waved her hands in front of him.

“Huh?” Myungsoo cleared his throat as he snapped back from wonderland.

“Did you forget something?”

“Aish, how do I look, oppa?”

“The dress is pretty!” He shoved his hand inside his pants’ pocket, trying to act all cool.

“Just the dress?” She pouted.

“Mister, it’s your turn!” The shop-girl signaled to Myungsoo, who followed instantly with a relieved sigh that his heart could rest for awhile from being near her.

…

“So, how do I look?”

“I’m a nice person, unlike someone, so yeah, you look incredibly handsome!” Hyuna brushed off an invisible dust on the expensive suit and fixed his tie. Myungsoo watched her long eyelashes batting together as Hyuna’s head near his chest. They were dangerously close again, which wasn’t very healthful for his feeble heart and this leaded him into blurting out something like this.

“Hyuna, actually…I think you’re the most beautiful bride I have ever seen…” His mouth gaped by what he said by himself.

Her surprised face soon turned into an ear-to-ear grin, it wasn’t everyday that she could receive such a compliment from him. That was one of the sweet and awkward moments when he tried to look away from her but failed pitifully.

*phew*, what a long chapter, isn't it? So, this is for one who lost patience in Myungah moment. But i'll just let them be carefree like this for one or two more chapters before drama rush into. 

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