Chapter 6

"Jaejoong Oppa, stay a bit longer?" Seohyun begged, as Jaejoong got ready to leave.

"I can't, Seohyun. I have been here all night & I should be heading home in case Ti...my dad gets worried." Jaejoong said, as Seohyun caught his word fearfully.

"Wait. Don't go yet. I made you some ramen." Seohyun quickly said, as she rushed to the kitchen but Jaejoong held her back.

"It's alright, I will eat at home. Plus, you are sick so don't do too much moving." Jaejoong said, & picked up his vip vintage leather open bottom brown jacket that was on the sofa, the place where he slept on & was prepared to leave.

Seeing that Jaejoong wouldn't change his mind, Seohyun quickly acted tired & dizzy, "I don't feel so good." Seohyun said, as she leaned herself onto Jaejoong & breathed exhaustingly.

"Are you okay?! Seohyun!" Jaejoong yelled, as Seohyun put her arms around his neck.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just stay here with me for a while longer & then you can go, please?" Seohyun pleaded.

"Come on, I will take you to the doctor." Jaejoong said, as he picked up her black coach madison small phoebe shoulder bag & helped her out to his car.

"Tiffany, are you home?!" Jaejoong yelled, as he tiredly threw his jacket onto the sofa.

"Hey Oppa, geez, you don't look so good." Tiffany cheerfully greeted, as Jaejoong slumped onto the sofa exhaustingly.

"You can say that again. I have been working all night." Jaejoong innocently said, unaware of the look of hurt flying across Tiffany’s face. Of course, what Jaejoong meant was that all night Seohyun had bugged him so he had to take care of her for she claimed to be feeling hot & then cold.

"Oh." Was all Tiffany said.

"Wait. Where are you going? It's only eight in the morning & I don't remember you having to go to work on a Sunday." Jaejoong said, as Tiffany picked up her michael kors hamilton tote white purse.

"I don't know, I feel like going shopping today. I assumed you already ate so I didn't cook." Tiffany said, somewhat coldly, much to Jaejoong’s astonishment.

"Hey, hey, hey, come back here, young lady. Why so cold today, huh? Plus, I haven't eat & I'm so tired. Can't you pity this poor man's stomach? Please?" Jaejoong made a puppy face as Tiffany felt like her heart was running a marathon.

"Don't talk to me in that tone!" Tiffany warned, & Jaejoong gulped nervously, "& hadn't your seohyun fed you anything? I'm sure she had done it both mentally & physically." Tiffany mocked, as Jaejoong raised his thick eyebrows.

'Geez, what's with the edge?' Jaejoong thought, as he quickly pulled her back as she was prepared to leave, "Come on Tiffany, don't be like that. I didn't eat because I was hoping to eat with you & Seohyun & I didn't do anything. What I meant was that she was sick & asked me to stay to take care of her. I didn't do anything, I swear." Jaejoong promised as Tiffany looked at him questioningly.

"!" Tiffany yelled, as she pushed him against the wall & started slapping him, "How dare you act as if I was jealous?! Over my dead body! Don't tell me anything you do because I don't care!" Tiffany yelled, as she continued to slap him. Jaejoong had never thought that Tiffany was jealous but it was just Tiffany’s true feelings that assumed that he accused her of something that she actually felt.

"What?! I didn't mean it that way! Stop!" Jaejoong yelled, as he took hold of Tiffany’s hand & their eyes met. They could feel each other's breath for their faces was almost touching. It feels like an eternity when suddenly Jaejoong moved & his lips towards hers, making Tiffany in her breath as she eagerly waited for his touch but the phone rang, interrupting them.

"!" Jaejoong cursed, as Tiffany quickly stepped back in embarrassment while Jaejoong picked up the phone, "Hello? Dad? Yeah, sure. Don't worry, we will be fine. Bye." Jaejoong hung up the phone & turned around to meet Tiffany’s av