(Bold - Bias)
(Italic - You) 

"Oppa, I'm off!"

"Jagi-yah wait!" He replied hurriedly

You were on your way to church for a service attachment. You insisted on going alone since your boyfriend has been busy and needed some rest.

"What is it Oppa? I'll be late!"

"Hold on.. I'm looking for the fe- AHA! I found it!"

"Found what?"

He went to the living room where you were waiting. He pulled you closer to him by your belt hoops, tucking in your shirt.

"Hey! It'll get wrinkled!"

"Wait! Let me finish first."

He then clipped on something at the back of your pants and over your shoulders to the front. He also placed a hat on your head. After a minute or so, he stepped back, clapped his hands, admiring his work.

"Really Oppa? Really?"

He just smiled in reply and kissed your cheeks.

"I can't help it!"

You stood there in your white long button up shirt, that is now tucked in. Black pants that has now suspenders clipped and a black fedora hat.

"Now you look exactly like a member of our group when we were promoting our Christmas single"

"Very funny!"

You walked pass him, kissing him on the cheeks, saying your goodbye. You threw the fedora hat on the couch and shouted before the door c