"How do you get taller?" You asked Yugyeom who was sitting down on the grass beside you.

"Hmm," Yugyeom hummed, on his phone.

You were laying on the grass beside Yugyeom, the palms of your hands facing the ground as you stared straight ahead at the blue sky, littered with a few clouds here and there.

You looked at Yugyeom and and give him a push when you saw him on his phone.

"Ya! What's the point of hanging out if you're just glued to your phone the entire time!" You told him, aggravated.

Yugyeom finally looked at you and said, "Did you just address me as 'ya'? You know I'm older than you, right?"

You sat up, deciding to ignore him and getting ready to leave, saying,"Forget it. I'm leaving."

"Aish. Don't leave. I'm going to listen," Yugyeom said, quickly grabbing your wrist and preventing you from leaving.

"You're so dramatic," Yugyeom muttered under his breath.

You sat back down and glared at Yugyeom for a bit before laying back on the grass, spreading your hair all over the ground.

Yugyeom put away his phone and looked at you lying down on the grass, before saying, "Won't your hair get all dirty like that?"

You flicked your wrist as if you were waving of what he just said and told him, "I have to wash it tomorrow anyways. Besides, I'm thinking of cutting it."

"Really?" Yugyeom's eyebrows shot upwards as he asked, "How short?"

"Up to my shoulders I think. They're far too long, it's annoying. Takes me so much time in just washing it." You told Yugyeom nonchalantly.

When you saw Yugeyom studying you, you asked hesitantly, "Why? Will it look bad on me?"

Yugyeom shook his head and laid beside you, saying, "No...I think you'll look even prettier."

You turned your neck sideways to find him already looking at you. You lock your eyes at him, and seeing how his hair fell into his eyes and yet never blinked once made butterflies in your stomach.

Turning your head away to look up towards the sky again, you said, "Yugyeom...Can I ask you a question?"

Yugyeom hummed from beside you, indicating you to go on.

"What are we?" You asked.

Ever since you and Yugyeom met at the grocery store, the both of you have been meeting up frequently and have become very close to each other.

Whenever the two of you would go outside, Yugyeom would hold your hand or give you his jacket whenever you were feeling cold or make sure that no pervert was staring at you.

Of course you could be misreading all of this and Yugyeom could only see you as his friend, but the way he kept on calling you pretty and the way he kept on studying at you told you a different story.

"Why? What do you think we are?" Yugyeom asked you instead.

"Why do you think I asked you?" You said quietly.

You heard Yugyeom sigh beside you as he pulled you towards him so that your head was resting on his arm.

You turned to look at him and he did the same, "Y/N, we can be anything you want us to be," Yugyeom said to you.

You looked at Yugyeom and then down to where he had intertwined the two of your freer hands.

"I want us to be together," You told him, breaking the comfortable silence between them.

Yugyeom continued to look at you before pulling you even closer to him and saying, "I'd love to do that."

You gave him a smile and snuggled into his chest as you felt him kiss the top of your head, before wrapping his arms around you.