I gently opened my eyes to find myself in Yoochun’s bed, which was sleeping shirtless next to me. I gently moved a lock of his hair that was falling over his face, his cheek. It was crazy how I always wanted to touch and feel him. I placed a light kiss on his shoulder, feeling the delicious smell of his skin.

I looked at the clock next to him and saw that it was almost time for me to go to class. I was going to get up when his arm barred my way and forced me to lie down again. It was a reflex, he was half awake. He then curled up to me, preventing me to get up or move.

"Do you mind? I gotta go to class." I said.

He gave a little moan of protest and serras me harder against him.

"You're too cute! For once it's not me who has trouble getting up. "

"It’s your fault." He said in a sleepy voice.

"How is that my fault? "

"You always make me want to stay all day in bed with you."

"Was it a suggestion?" I asked teasingly.

It has been a few weeks that we did it for the first time and I must admit that we struggled to get out of bed. He raised his head with a slight smirk.

"Was it?"

"No."

"Yah! "

While laughing I got up but lost my smile when I saw the time again.

"Danmit! I'm late for my classes. "

I threw myself on my clothes that were scattered around the room.

"Can’t you skip class this morning?" He asked.

"I have a composition class this morning. "

He knew it was my favorite course so he nodded without adding anything.

"I'm going to be very late ..."

"But you still have more than an hour! "

"I have to go home to change before... I hadn’t planned change clothes."

He got out of bed and went to his wardrobe.

"Don’t worry; I'll lend you one of my shirts. Then the next time you have to bring a small suitcase with your stuffs, I will empty a drawer for you. "

I stared at him surprised. Has he just offered me what I thought he did?

"Do you know what you just offer me?"

He smiled and draws me to him running his hands around my hips.

"I want you by my side all the time. "

"You mean... That you want me to bring some of my stuffs here? "

"You almost live here anyway. We should actually live together. "

I choked. "What?! "

"Shiro? "

"It’s not that ... Do you realize what you just said? You want me to leave my apartment to come live with you. This is not nothing. "

"I know that. This is why I’m not offering it lightly. "

My head was spinning. It was all too sudden; I didn’t  know what to say.

"Give me a moment processer the info... We talk after my classes, I gotta run. "

I accepted his shirt and ran to my class. Arriving to college I couldn’t help but wonder what would be the reaction of the girls around me if they knew that the clothes I was wearing belonged to Park Yoochun, former DBSK. I began to giggle alone in the middle of the courtyard of the college. I looked like an idiot ... an idiot in love.

***

Because of our conflicting schedules it has been a few weeks since we could get to see each other. We hadn’t talked about his proposal since. But thanks to his great gift, we spent all our time texting, even if it was easier for me than because he had to give his attention to the shooting and fan meetings. The boys were soon to release a new single for the occasion and they were doing a lot of promotion and Yoochun also would begin to shooting his drama. Despite his busy schedule, Yoochun still found time to make me something to eat, sometimes for me to take it to class, and then he tried to come at my house as often as possible so we could at least eat dinner together. I should say that I was impressed, because Yoochun didn’t like cooking. Jaejoong told me he had asked him for advice to cook me dishes and Yoochun's mother claimed that I had a very good influence on hi