vi. she's perfect.

"noona! your moves were awesome!" yoona was shocked upon the appearance of the tall, young man, for all she knows was alone all the time. sehun made his way towrds her, and put his arms around her shoulder. she playfully nudged him, as she started fixing her things. "oh please, noona. aren't you going to say thank you?"

"oh sehun," she said, mocking him. "thanks, but no thanks." she rolled her eyes playfully and started making her way towards the door. sehun followed, and continued bugging her until she have reached her van. "i did not know why people thought you were actually quiet." 

"i know i'm adorably charming, noona. please don't state the obvious." he then stopped his tracks as yoona turned around to go see what he's doing, only to find him doing his signature pose. yoona laughed, and got her phone to take a picture of such an amazing sight. 

"i'm sooooo going to post this on taeng unnie's instagram!" upon hearing this, sehun snapped back to reality as yoona laughed mischievously and ran away. he grinned widely, chasing after the doe-eyed girl whom he's really fond of.

*

"sehun, do i really sound like a pig dying when i sing?" it was a sunday -- or as they call it their sundate, where they take turns on treating each other bubble teas. then girls' generation's song played, and yoona suddenly remembered some the netizens' comments. "i mean, even i am not fond of my voice."

there was a hint of sadness on the latter's tone, and her wide smile cannot even sugarcoat it. "well, for me, it's not that bad." he shrugged, as he continued drinking his bubble tea. there was a moment of silence before yoona spoke again.

"so, it's really not that good, right?" she refused to look at him, because she knows she'll just be disappointed. "forget it. i was just--" but before she could even continue her statement, sehun lifted her chin that made her look at him. she slightly blushed at the younger's action, causing sehun to smirk.

"your voice may not be as great as taeyeon noona's, or even as high as jessica noona's, for me, your voice is just as lovely as your face." he could not help but drown on yoona's eyes, before they started to twinkle and a melodic laugh escaped out of her lips.

"your middle name must be cheesy, sehun."

*  

"what can i even do good, huh?" yoona said as she sat on the dance floor, frustrated on how she cannot do a step that she have learned moments ago. her hair was just as messy as her dance right now, while sehun looked at her, amazed on how someone could look as dazzling as her even if she look so wasted.

"well, maybe you can try again." and then sehun thought that it could have been better if he did not speak anymore, for when he finished, a flying shoe was thrown to him. "what the heck--noona! what was that for!?"

"well oh sehun, for your freaking information, i have been trying to do that freaking step for hours while wearing these freaking high heels and you expect me to try again? gosh! can't i have a break!?" she then laid down the floor as she close her eyes. sehun then went near her, and copied her position. "i don't even know on where i excel." she sighed deeply as sehun chuckled,

"well, you excel in one." yoona murmured a light 'what' before sehun continued. "nagging, talking--" he said, earning a smack on his arm from the latter. "kidding aside. but seriously, you have something where nobody could ever have."

she grinned widely as she turned her head and looked at sehun, their faces only inches apart. "it better be good, huh."

"well, it's actually two." yoona groaned. "first is...you're good at being you." she was about to protest when sehun moved closer. "you don't act pretty at all, though you've been considered as one of the most beautiful woman not only in korea, but also on asia.

"you act like a boy, you eat like a pig, you open your mouth too wide while laughing like an alligator, you like to prank your members, you always run round, you work too hard that sometimes you look so exhausted, you do everything wholeheartedly.

"and second, you have me." yoona smiled, her eyes wrinkled to its usual crescent-shape (the way it always does when she smiles), and as their nose touched, sehun pecked her lips, preventing her to talk further more.