A/N: As promised, I will give you the first chapter right after I finished the other fic. So here it is. Don't forget to leave some comments after reading and tell me how you find the chapter so far. :)) The more comments I have, the more eager I become to post chapters. LOL. I sound so demanding, but either way. You still know I always update. :))

Kim Jonghyun almost made no sound as he entered the house. Not that he didn't want to be caught getting home late, he just didn't want to disturb his wife and eventually wake her up. He successfully closed the door silently, and started walking towards the living area. However, he stopped when he saw his wife sleeping on the couch, with her laptop still on her lap. He shook his head and went to her.

“Aigoo ~ Jagiya ~” He whispered as he stared at the her beauty. They got married almost three months ago, and from that day until now, Jonghyun could say he's the happiest – and the luckiest of all guys. He was sure lucky to have her – and blessed to be by her side.

His wife, Ahn Yeo Jin, didn't move a bit. She obviously had fallen into a deep sleep that no simple whisper could ever wake her up. Jonghyun smiled. For sure Yeo Jin decided to stay up while waiting for him – but she ended up sleeping anyway – unaware now of his arrival.

He removed the laptop and placed it on the center table, shutting it down and pulling the cord out of the plug. He looked up at her. She was still wearing her eyeglasses so he removed it, carefully placing it on the table as well.

Finally, he sat close to her on the couch and slowly placed her head on his chest, with his hand carefully supporting her neck and her back. His other arm went behind her legs, lifting her up few seconds later. Yeo Jin was very clueless about her husband tugging her out of the couch.

With pure care, Jonghyun went to their room but struggled opening the door for a while. Fortunately, he managed to open it after failing for few times. As he placed her on the bed, releasing his arms that were supporting her body, Yeo Jin's eyes opened.

“Uhm... Yeobo...” She moaned after learning about his presence.

“I'm sorry I woke you up.” Jonghyun put the blanket over her. “Go back to sleep. I know you are tired.” He said.

“Why are you so late? Did you just arrive?” She said but wasn't angry. It was rather a mixture of worry and concern on her tone.

“I'm sorry. Jinki asked me to help him on a song.” He was talking about a friend and SM's Solo Artist who was about to make his comeback. Jonghyun was the one who wrote most of the songs for Lee Jinki's upcoming album.

“You should've called.” She uttered with her sleepy voice.

“I did but you were out of reach.” He reasoned out. Yeo Jin reached for her pocket and took out her phone.

She sighed, “It's dead again. Why is this phone always off?” She complained and annoyingly put it down on her side.

“Maybe we need to buy you a new one.” Jonghyun only smiled and cleared her face from some hair strands that were messily hanging there. “I'm sorry, Jagi~” He repeated, placing a peck on her nose.

She closed her eyes to feel the warmth of his lips on her nose. “But next time, if you can't reach my phone, then you should really go home immediately.” She pouted and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I missed you.”

Jonghyun smiled and immediately closed the gap between them to give Yeo Jin a peck on her lips. “I missed you more.” He replied and gave her another peck on the lips.

Kim Jonghyun, 24, had never believed he could actually find another reason to be happy when he left the country almost 6 years ago to pursue his dreams of becoming a song writer. It was hard; to choose between his life in Korea and a new fortune that is waiting for him abroad. In the end, Jonghyun chose to take a risk, and see what his fate had in store for him.

Luckily, he ended up being like this.

It was few years ago, when he met her. And from then on, he knew – that she was the one.

He was supposed to be in his apartment, taking a good rest when Key, his friend since grade school who had the same fate as him in studying abroad, dragged him somewhere with him. He couldn't say no; for Key was just someone you can never reject. He had this huge driving force that whether you like it or not; you have to give in with whatever he likes you to do. And that was how Jonghyun practically ended up; being pulled somewhere with his own feet.

He figured out that it was a fashion show only when they got into the venue. “Aish, Kibum-ah. What will I do here? You know I'm not into fashion that much!” Jonghyun complained, announcing Key's Korean name that he didn't want to use when he was abroad.

“You don't need to enjoy it. Just accompany me.” Key answered with his diva self. He was studying fashion that time, and dreamt to be one of the most famous designer in South Korea.

If you are asking if he made his dream come true; then the answer's yes. He went back to South Korea a year ahead of Jonghyun and Yeojin right after he received a love call from one of the most famous fashion agency in South Korea. They commended how Key, despite of being just a student of fashion school, had successfully taken the hearts of a lot of netizens with his designs that were included on one of the fashion shows held in Las Vegas. He was young; but already did a lot to achieve his dreams. And yes, probably he was still single.

Poor Kim Jonghyun couldn't do anything but to watch the show, he considered boring, with Key. He looked around to find a lot of people enjoying it – while he was definitely not. He missed his bed and his warm pillows. He usually couldn't sleep properly during the night, so he would always take a rest during the day whenever possible – and just write songs during the night. But now, he was stuck in this unlively show.

However, his whole body started tensing up when this young model appeared from the backstage. Walking with the purpose of flaunting the dress she was wearing, Jonghyun thought she was actually flaunting her beauty. For some good minutes of her presence there up stage, Jonghyun couldn't close his mouth. He was fully captured and mesmerized with her. It was deeply a love at first sight.

“Yah. You looked so entranced when she came into the stage. Do you know she's Korean?” Key asked after the show ended. He noticed Jonghyun's reaction a while ago when the girl appeared.

“She really is? I thought she only looked like one.” Jonghyun replied.

“Ahn Yeo Jin. 19.” Key uttered without hesitation. It made Jonghyun frown but excited as well. “Of course I know her. I know like half of the models who went there and walked. I have been on a lot of fashion show, and sometimes when I'm with a mentor, we go backstage to actually know what's happening.”

“Have you talked to her?” Jonghyun asked very curiously, but Key only shrugged his shoulders.

“The only conversation we had was when she went to me and asked if I'm Korean. She was too happy because she rarely sees any Korean here. After that, we had frequently greeted each others with Hi and Hello.”

Knowing she was connected with his friend, Jonghyun's fondness over his newly developed crush, Ahn Yeo Jin, became stronger. Soon, he started seeing her in magazines. Her admirable beauty continued to impress him, making him smile whenever he saw her face. For once, Kim Jonghyun, who was not interested into some kind of fashion, started buying magazines only to look at her face.

Little did he knew that one day, Key would give him such a gift which will lead to his happier future.

“I'm with someone.” Key said when he went to see Jonghyun that day after their class. Key and his friend arrived a bit later than Jonghyun. “She was just in the powder room. You know... ladies.” He said.

Jonghyun was not expecting anyone, but it surely dragged him to his feet when the girl went out of the powder room and walked straight back to their table. Jonghyun felt the real slow motion as she came closer. It was as perfect as how he described it on the songs he wrote by himself. “There you go drooling over the place.” Key whispered when he saw Jonghyun's reaction.

“H-... Hi.” It was even hard for Jonghyun to say that single word. She was too beautiful for him and he thought his heartbeat stopped for some moments – but it was just beating so fast he could hardly hear the sound.

“Hello.” Her sweet voice came out of her cute thin lips, making Jonghyun swooned even more by her. She smiled and offered a hand. “My name is Ahn Yeo Jin. I am super happy to meet another fellow Korean here.”

He took her hand, and for some good seconds he held into it, feeling the softness of her palms and the warmth of it. They exchanged cellphone numbers after that day, and from then on, they started texting each other and meeting each other quite more often. They eventually became close friends, more than friends, and lucky for Jonghyun that eventually, after less than a year, she became his.

And then their happy ever after began.

Chapter 2: Happy When I'm With You