“Min ah, come here.” Kangin beckoned her over with a crook of his fingers. Sungmin walked over to her boyfriend, feeling self conscious in the pink frilly dress. “I don’t understand why do you have to make me wear that.” Sungmin pouted at Kangin. Kangin raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying you don’t like it?” Sungmin pulled the hem of the dress lower, “You know I don’t wear girly clothes.” Kangin smirked and got up from his seat. He pulled Sungmin closer to him and used his finger to tilt his chin up. “But you ARE a girl!” Kangin breathed, his lips centimeters away from Sungmin. “MY girl,” Kangin growled as he closed the gap between them. Kangin only pull apart when Sungmin starts hitting him on his back as he could not breathe. He grinned at the flushed and breathless Sungmin. “So you listen to me.”