[CONTENTID1] Cleaning Up Damages [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] 25 [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3]

Yoona’s apartment, at night.

Yoona lies on her bed, staring at the ceiling. When suddenly the doorbell rings and she gets up to answer it. Almost as soon as she turns the knob, Sehun is standing in the middle of her studio apartment. He is all amped up.

“Hey, sweetie.” She reaches up to give him a hug, but he doesn't go for it.

“See, why did you call me ‘sweetie’?”

Yoona looks confused, “Because we always call each other that.”

“Why?”

This time, Yoona doesn't have an answer for that.

Sehun seems in a rush, “Alright, look I wanna say something, okay? I mean, we call each other ‘sweetie’ all the time, and we fall asleep on the phone after talking for hours and I washed your hair for you after you had that shoulder surgery and everything - it's like we're together.”

“I know that I’ve been…” Yoona smile shapelessly.

“No. Hold on a second. Let me finish. I think maybe it's my fault. Because maybe I wasn't clear about exactly what I want. So let me… let me be clear. I love hanging out, but I am so attracted to you, and I just - I want both. I want to make love to you. I know that sounds somewhat embarrassing coming out of my mouth, I just freaked myself out, too - but it's true. And I’m not sure what happened, or why we stopped - but I don’t really care. I just –”

Yoona cut his words, “Okay.”

Sehun is clearly stunned, “What?”

“Okay.” Yoona said as she steps closer to Sehun’s spot.

“No. I'm talking about really doing this. Like a full-on relationship.”

“Right.” Still smiling Yoona.

“With me.” Sehun still doubtful with Yoona’s sudden decision.

She laughs, “Yeah.”

“Did a bunch of gay people put you up to this?”

“Stop talking.”Yoona said as she already in front of Sehun and he does stop talking. With no more words from both parts, they kiss.

Still at Yoona’s apartment, past midnight after Sehun gets what he wants. He sleeps peacefully with his limbs wrapped around Yoona. She lies on her back; eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. She's clearly not at peace. Her mind preoccupied by one name, and clearly not the guy who wrapped his arms on her body right at that moment.

Jung Hyun Suk Mansion.

All of Krystal sister’s spouses – Byunghun, Yonghwa, and Gary – sit on the couch watching basketball.

“! Take him out. He's done.” Yonghwa yelled.

The newly wed Gary added, “Jesus. This isn't some exhibition game.”