Seulgi pulled out a chair along the center of the island in the kitchen, with a bowl of cereal in hand and immediately took out her phone which was tugged under her other arm and a big spoonful of cornflakes upon sitting down. Her head shot up, hearing footsteps walking down the staircase at the latter end of the living room, on the other side behind the couch.

She flicked her head back and observed as the same girl Jongin's been taking home for the past weeks walked towards the main door, Jongin still latched onto her hand. Her hair was a much lighter shade of blonde than Jongin's, almost platinum blonde messed up but still in a rather attractive, chaotic wave. Her eyeliner was currently smudged and there were articles of dark red lipstick on her bottom lip but the rest of her face remained bare. Seulgi usually didn't care about any of the brainless s Jongin brought home, but upon seeing this one, she felt the need to pull up the strands of hair falling down from the extremely rushed bun rolled and tied up on her head, a bit conscious of how the girl looked like she just walked out of a photo shoot, while Seulgi looked like she was run over by a truck in a football jersey and a pair of silk boxers. She was in an oversized plaid dress shirt, obviously belonging to Jongin, which was only inches above her faded denim shorts-- her long, flawlessly white legs fully revealed.

"Don't go, yet." Jongin whined, pulling her back with all his strength. "Pleeeease."

The girl arrogantly smirked to herself, and kept walking, not turning around to face the boy who was practically begging in her grasp from behind. "You know I have to, Jongin-ah."

Seulgi watched from behind her smartphone, as they both reached the door, and Jongin pulled her back harder this time in his direction, she ended up being exactly an inch away from his face. "Are you sure?" Jongin asked, right before planting a big kiss on her lips.

The girl chuckled as he slowly let go. "I'm sure." She turned the knob behind her. "I'll see you soon." She waved her hand as she stepped out, leaving Jongin in a daze as he shut the door and locked it again. He turned around and leaned against the door in a pair of striped pajama bottoms and a thin plain whit