"Where did you put my black hoodie?" Myungsoo called as he rifled through his closet trying to find it. You laid on the bed looking through a magazine as you laid on your stomach alternating the movement of your legs in the air.

"Ummmm, I thought that you could use some color." You said as you continued looking through your magazine.

"What?" Myungsoo came out of the closet as his bare chest stared back at you as he wore perfect jeans which made you blush when you looked up.

"I thought that you could use some color in your wardrobe." Your eyes looked back at the magazine as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"I don’t like color _____ -ah! I like black! It goes with everything even itself and there is only one shade." Myungsoo began to count on his fingers to show you how many. "Not like pink where there is light pink, baby pink, magenta, fuchsia, hot pink, and I don’t even know how many other shades there are." He threw his hands up in the air as he saw you snicker.

"Yah! Do you think this is funny? You are going to make me late you know." Myungsoo was furious as the black jacket was his favorite. "You can’t do anything right." He groveled as he took a grey shirt off of the hanger and ran out of the bedroom.

"I do lots of things right!" You shot back bounding after him.

"Yeah like what?" Myungsoo turned around to you as he clenched the shirt in his fist.

"Like… like the laundry and the… food." You ran through all of the chores that you do around here and that is the only two that you could actually say. He smiled, rolling his eyes as he blew some air turning his head in denial.

"The only thing that you is good at is-" Myungsoo stopped himself before spilling anything.

"Say it" You dared, glaring at him

"Nothing." Myungsoo said quietly as the muscles in his arms squeezed the shirt tightly in his hands. You fell silent being defeated.

"Then why are you still with me if I can’t do anything? I am sure your Inspirits could do the laundry or cook or clean for you happily and be better at it then I am!" You raised your voice as a last ditch effort to say something before you ran back into your room.

"Hey _____, _______" Myungsoo came after you as you slammed the door in his face. "I have to go to work anyways." He pulled the shirt over his head and walked out the front door.

That day you tried to prove him wrong but only making yourself more discouraged. He didn’t come home that night or the night after that. Then a couple nights after that you finally heard a knock on the door. Hurrying to your feet you ran to the door as you stopped as you saw a letter on the floor under the door. Gently picking it up you broke the seal and read the contents inside.

_______ - ah,
I never answered your question. The reason why I love you and I am with you is because you keep me on my toes. There is never a dull moment with you. There is not one moment that I would trade for the world because it is with you. I am sorry that I got mad a you. You always know best. Please forgive me I love you more than my black jacket and the color pink. keke. Please forgive me, I will await your answer.
With all the love in the world,
Myungsoo

Your eyes filled with tears as you opened the door ready to go and find him when he stared you in the face.

"Do you have an answer?" Myungsoo stood there looking at the floor. Taking a couple of steps towards him you gently cupped his face with your hands as you found out this his eyes were pressed shut. You smiled and shook your head gently and slowly as you pressed your lips gently against his. You pulled away gently as you saw his cheeks flush pink and his eyes open.

"Now what shade is your cheeks turning?" You teasingly pointed out.

"Blush pink." He added another hue of pink to his counting fingers as you giggled, he pulled you in close and kissed your lips to try and turn your cheeks blush pink next.