Author's POV
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"Morning sleepyhead!"
The words you exclaim the moment his sleepy state welcomes you after he opened the door. The guy was wearing a simple nightwear. White shirt and sweatpants. His hair was messy and you almost thought it's a bird nest not until he ran a hand there to fix it. The confusion was evident on his face, because who wouldn't? Who would have guest early in the morning. It's 6:34 AM in the morning. He wasn't expecting you to visit him at this hour after your unexpected late night outs together at the beach. He admit, you surprised him.
You're there, standing infront of the maindoor, looking like a human sunshine with a clear and bright face, carrying a paper bag with you.
Despite of his confusion, his lips curve up into a smile seeing your face. "Yuna. Come in." He step aside as he invite you in and you get inside, taking off your shoes and put it on the shoe rack, leaving you only on your socks.
"I bought some breads." You tell him as you head towards their kitchen, placing it there. He came to the kitchen as he take a look at one of the breads you just fished out.
"Fantastic. You're the best." He smile, giving you thumbs up as he goes to the fridge, taking out two bottles of iced coffee, handing one over to you and you take it gladly from his hand, muttering a little 'thanks' to him.
You then lean on the counter, playfully narrowing your eyes at him as you took a sip of your iced coffee as if like it's a wine. "Of course I am." You proclaimed and he chuckles as he just amusedly looked at you.
This girl. He thought, fighting back a lip bite.
"So, what brings you here?"
"Just checking up on you." You shrug and this time, it's him who narrows his eyes. "Why? Am I not allowed to see my friend?" You added.
"Are you sure?" He crossed his arms and the face he gave you made you sigh in defeat.
"Fine. Minjo oppa asked me to look after you while he's away." You tell and his face twist into a scowl. He what?
"What? What am I? A kid?"
"No, but you're more clumsy than a kid." He gasp at your blunt comment. "Oh, sorry." You apologize right away seeing his reaction but not without giving him a teasing grin which he immediately respond with a huff.
"Well I cannot disagree with that." He sigh. "But really, I don't know what came into Minjo hyung's mind for asking you that kind of favor."
"I think I know why." You mumble, audible enough for him to hear since it's only the two of you in the house. You're looking at something else when you said that and when he try to follow where your eyes at, he just wanted to facepalm himself.
You're looking at the slight messy view of their living room. You gotta be kidding him. He thought.
"Yah! I wasn't able to clean up last night because I'm too tired." He reason out and you just respond it with a shrug.
"Yeah yeah." You wave off before you suggest something. "I can help."
His face go blank after hearing that from you and you see how he looks at you through his narrowed eyes, giving you a suspecting gaze. Well, why is he doing that?
"You..." he trailed off, laughing a bit as he tries to say something but couldn't pinpoint it.
"What?" You asked cluelessly, chewing on your bread.
"You're being too nice with me. It's suspicious." He says and you gulp a bit at that. Are you that obvious? You thought your acting just look natural. But you forgot that Sunghoon here is an observable type of person.
"What? I thought you want me acting free like this with you." You excused, reminding him what he have said to you back then when you two just started getting along as friends.
"What happened to you at Gangwon-Do that made you like this?" He asks, crossing his arms as he amusedly stare at you. Is there perhaps a reason why you're being like this towards him right now?
"Well, I ate lots of foods there, visit some beautiful spots and of course taking a lot of pictures." You blurted out your well made lies but this is Sunghoon you're talking with, so it's impossible for him to get convinced by your lies when his doubts on you are hundred percent.
"Nice." He comments with sarcasm but you just ignore it.
"Look." You fished out your phone from your pocket and showed him some pictures you've taken at Gangwon-Do at your first day there. Hope this will convince him. You internally prayed. You didn't have your total fun there honestly and it's because of your parents. You sit on a stool while he stand next to you as you scroll on the recent pictures of you.
One of your pictures was taken in a restaurant where you're smiling as you hold up a stick of fishcake showing it to the camera, some pictures are at the Gangwon-Do beach where you're making a little sand castle, it was stolen. He even asked you who took it and you tell him it's your cousin. The last picture you show him really caught his attention. You're standing at one of the spots where the famous KDrama titled Goblin shoot their films and his next words made you burst in your laughter.
"No way. How could you take a picture there alone?"
You could feel how he wants to do that too considering he's a big fan of KDramas and yet you're the first one among the two of you to take a picture there.
So, you're really having fun there while here he is, having a worse vacation ever.
"I was pretending to wait for my goblin. Dude, look at that face. That's the emotion." You started talking about how you put an effort to make the picture look good and you didn't just stop there. "I think I have potential in acting--yah! Why are you laughing?" Your rants was interrupted the moment you turn your head and see him trying to hold his laugh by covering his mouth with his hands, snickering on you.
"I'm sorry." He laugh out before clearing his throat when he finally calm down a bit.
"You know what? I'll let you making fun of me slip today. It's better to see you happy like this. Minjo oppa told me that he was worried about you being alone." You tell him and when he opens his mouth to argue about taking care of him today you cut him. "It's a brother thing, you can't blame him if he loves you that much." You added.
"So you came back here all the way from Gangwon-Do just to take care of me?" You heard him murmurs to himself before a smirk appears on his lips. Oh no, he better not think any stupid.
"Yah, what are you thinking? Don't make things difficult to me." You warn  him. You know how jerk he can be.
"What if I do?" He challenge and that made you quirk up an eyebrow in a sassy way you didn't even realize.
"You know what I can do." You lowly spoke. Of course you don't want to lose in this and he knows how far your guts could go too. You won't back away from a challenge.
"Now that's scary." He admits and you laugh at that. He just indirectly tell you that he lose and you win.
"Are you free later? Let's hang out. I saw this new restaurant on internet, they're well known for making delicious Tteokbeokke and I want to try it." You blurted out of a sudden, getting another bread on the plate as you finished your first one.
"Don't you have friends other than me? Like Aira and Julius?" Wow. This man really knows how to ruin a good suggestion sometimes. You thought, rolling your eyes away at his attitude. He just want to stay in the house all day and all night, do whatever he wants whenever an idea pops in his mind. You know that. But as what his Minjo hyung have told you, Sunghoon shouldn't get himself used to the habit of locking himself in the house especially if he's currently going through on some family problems. It might just cause him depression and you don't want him to feel that way so you're here willing to help him even though you're having issues too with your parents.
"Those two went on their own vacation together with their parents." You told him, it's true. "So what are you free or not?" You asks again. You already have a plan in mind.
"Why does it sound like I have no choice?" He asks with an amused stare as he tries to observe your face to see something odd in your expression but you look so serious about it. You are. You want this too. You want to spend your time with him as long you can.
As long as you're free.
"Okay, I'm in. It's bad to reject a delicious Tteokbeokke anyway." He finally agree, low-key looking glad for asking him out but deep inside of him, he's definitely jumping up and down in joy because he'll get the chance to have you all by himself again today.
"You made a good decision." You smile.
"I'll just take a shower and then we can go. Feel at home, Yuna." He says before heading up to his room.
"Sure." You yelled, looking around the place before you get your phone, sending a message to Minjo
You: Minjo Oppa, we're going out later.
Not even a minute, you received a reply from his hyung.
Minjo Oppa: Good. Thank you. Send me photos, okay? XD
You: Sure. Will do. :D
(Few hours later)
A triumph 'Ha! Checkmate!' that comes from you echoes around the living room as you and Sunghoon are playing chess on the floor.
"No!" He yell in defeat, rolling over to his back while you feel so proud of yourself.
After taking him to that restaurant, you two came back home with stomach full of nothing but Tteokbeokke. You didn't expect yourselves to eat a lot of it. You both spend your time watching Netflix, playing PS4 and now playing chess for the fifth time because Sunghoon doesn't want to end it without winning the game but he would always lose in the end by you.
"Alright, buddy. Come here." You call with a wide grin on your face as you flick his forehead as it's included in the rules you two agreed with. Whoever wins the game will give the loser a flick in the forehead.
"Why are you so good at almost everything?" He groans, rubbing the area you've flicked five times. It's slightly red.
"I don't know." You shrug before leaning your back on the footrest of their couch and your eyes landed on the acoustic guitar resting beside the the shelf. "Whose guitar is that?" You pointed.
"Minjo hyung." He nonchalantly says, looking down at the chess as he tries to think for some new techniques. "Don't tell me you also know how to play that thing."
"Lucky for you I'm not. Do you?" You chuckle, reaching for the guitar and he looked at you with an amused grin.
"Not much. Just basic." He tells, remembering the last time he played that in his room once.
"I don't know how you guys do it but I think my fingers are small." You muttered, sharing some unnecessary information about you as you try to place your fingers on the fret.
"It's not with the size of your fingers. You just need to get them used to it. I'll tell you it's hard to learn at first but when you keep on practicing, it'll be less difficult until you finally get it." He explained, watching how you examine the guitar with a slight frown of focus. It's obvious you don't know where to start. "Try start with strumming." He instruct and you did in an awkward movement.
"Like this? Ugh! I really suck at this." You groan in embarrassment while he tries not to laugh. It's pretty obvious on your face that you really want to learn how to play it.
"What, giving up already?" He tease and you shake your head.
"No."
"Here, let me teach you." He offer, scooting on the free space behind you while you tried not to look flustered when you felt his warm behind you as he lean forward, hands hovering yours. His head on the left side of your shoulder and you feel his soft breathes fanning your the skin of your neck. "For the chords, put your fingers here. This is G...this is C...B and...D. Now, try strumming in C." He carefully teach you and you did your best to focus at familiarizing the chords rather than taking the temptation of looking at his angelic face. "Good." He praised you and you keep on doing it, strumming in the chords he just taught you and while you're at it, you heard him humming some song.
You stopped from strumming as you looked at him with an amused smile. Did you just heard his humming voice?
"Can you sing for me? Please." You suddenly asked for him to sing and this made him looked at you with slight wide eyes in surprise. Did he heard it right? Did you just asked him to sing?
"I can't sing." He tells you and you narrow your eyes at him.
"I just heard you humming some song, Mister. You can sing." You chuckle as you just saw some hint of shyness in his eyes. The level of his confidence when it comes to singing is at the low stage. You could tell that he can.
"I'm not as good as Minjo hyung." He shake his head, laughing a bit.
"It's fine, I don't mind. I wanna hear you sing." You encourage him with an assuring smile while you're internally trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach because damn his face's really close to yours.
He was speechless for a moment as he contemplate whether to sing or not. But, god it's you who asked him and he finds it difficult to reject your request especially if you're looking at him with those pleading eyes of yours.
"Shit. Okay, just for you--but don't laugh." He sigh and you clap your hands in victory.
"I won't, promise." You smile, placing a hand on your left chest. You're already feeling the excitement bubbling inside you. He took a deep breathe before he replacing your hands from the guitar with his and you wonder why he didn't move away from you. "Are you going to play like this?" You asked, still sitting in between his legs, being sandwich by his chest and the guitar infront of you.
"It's better if you won't see my face." He cleared his throat and you only respond him with a little and unsure 'okay' as you watch him starts strumming the guitar.
When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky...
He started singing and the first sentence of the song made you glanced at him for a moment.
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well, there's so much they hold
You closed your eyes as you let yourself sink into his beautiful deep bariton voice, and when you lean your back on his warm chest, he leans his head on yours. A very comforting position for you. You think you could sleep like this.
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
Well, I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up
And when you're needing your space
To do some navigating
I'll be here patiently waiting
To see what you find
'Cause even the stars they burn
Some even fall to the earth
We've got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it
No, I won't give up
"So, how's it?" His voice snapped you of your dreamy thoughts. You then opened your eyes, tilting your head to the side enough to see his face. You could tell he's nervous by the sound of his voice and you fondly smile at him as you place a hand on his face.
"Beautiful. Thank you." You whispered in his ear that made his eyes close before you pull away but not after you surprisingly gave him a long kiss on his cheek. The feeling of your soft pillowy lips still lingers there. Damn it. He just felt his heart did a couple of flips at that.
"Yuna..." he gulps, opening his eyes and you swear your heart flutters seeing his now darken eyes staring down at you with adoration sparkling inside. "I think...I..." He trailed off, as he tries to say something to you and you felt your breathe stops in your throat as you try to anticipate what he's trying to say to you. "I l--"
*Ring.Ring*
The moment was interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing up.
"Oh, sorry. Excuse me." You excused yourself before picking up the call. "Hello...yeah it's me..." you stood up, walking few meters away.
F*ck! He mentally cursed as he fisted a hand on his hair, pulling some strand out of frustation when he's sure you're out of sight as you head to the kitchen. Damn, he's there, he's almost there if it wasn't that person who just called you.
Hearing your footsteps coming back, he immediately fix himself. "Hey, Hoon. I have to go now. Thanks for today." You tell him and nodded understandingly, standing up from the floor.
"I'll drive you home." He offers but you kindly refuse.
"It's fine. I'll take a cab." You head to the shoe rack, wearing your shoes on.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I'll call you when I get home." You tell him before a teasing grin appears on your lips. "Why? Already missing me, Hoon?" You tease and you're being responded by him rolling his eyes.
"You wish." He spat, crossing his arms while you make fun of his sassy reaction. Laughing as you waved goodbye before you left. "Bye, Hoon!" That's your last words.