You placed your feet on top of the dashboard, stretching your arms and legs as you rolled down the window.

"Don't do that," Mark scolded, not taking his eyes off the road.

You looked at him and despite knowing what he was referring to, you still asked, "What?"

"You know what," Mark said.

While he wasn't look, you gave him a sour look, retracting your legs back to where they used to be.

"Don't look at me like, that" Mark said, still not looking at you.

"You're no fun," You commented, scowling slightly.

"You're too much fun," Mark fired back, finally giving you a brief glance before putting his eyes on the road again.

"And look, because of it we're enjoying our day together. If it were up to you, we would be inside your home right now as you played video games all day long," You said, leaning your head.

Mark sighed slightly and admitted, "I guess we are doing something different."

You raised your eyebrow as if it was the understatement of the day.

You both were currently driving by a beach, on the freeway, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the ocean. The two of you were usually holed up in either his or your apartment, so it felt nice for a change.

You reached over, turning on the radio and raised the volume. Perking your eyebrows as you recognized the song, looking over to see Mark's reaction.

Poking him in his upper arm, Mark looked over as you caught his attention.

"Sing with me," You said, giving him a silly grin.

"No," Mark said, and although he said no a small smile was breaking out on his face.

"Come one. Don't be such a pooper," You said pouting.

"Don't do that," Mark said, seeing your pout from the corner of his eye.

"Why? Because you can't resist how cute I am," You gloated, innocently blinking your eyes.

"When you say that, it makes you less cute," Mark told you.

"So you do admit I'm cute," You said, leaning into him, feeling flattered.

"Occasionally," Mark admitted.

You stayed silent for a while, leaning back into your seat, listening to the music as the car drove by the beach.

As the song was nearing its chorus you once again looked at Mark, and said quietly, "Sing with me."

Mark looked at you, locking gazes with a twinkle in his eye. And on cue the two of you sang your hearts out, "Neon Roller Coaster ooh ahh" before bursting into laughter.

"Jaebeomie," You squealed, your nose pressed up against the window.

A few moments you heard him ask, "Yes?"

"Look! It's snowing!" You said happily.

"That's wonderful jagi," Jaebeom commented, laying on the bed and scrolling on his phone.

"Are you even listening to what I am," You asked, backing off from the window slightly and turning around to look at him laying on the bed with his phone glued to his face.

Jaebeom grinned at his phone, laughing at whatever he say, fuming the irritation inside of you.

"Ya!" You yelled, causing him to flinch, nearly dropping the phone on his face.

"If the phone's that interesting than date it instead," You told him with narrowed eyes.

Jaebeom looked at you, sitting up and looking like a lost kitten.

"But I want to date you instead," Jaebeom said, realizing it was far better to just listen than argue with you.

"Good choice," You told before turning around towards the window and smiling, "Look at the snow!"

"You're acting like you've never seen snow before,"Jaebeom said.

"I'm seeing the snow for the first time this year," You commented happily.

"That's not true. It snowed in February this year," Jaebeom said, thinking deeply.

You took in a deep breath, closing your eyes and clenched your fists together. Slowly turning around, you turned to face Jaebeom, who had frozen, awaiting your wrath.

"Do you have a death wish," You asked him in a slow, low voice.

Jaebeom reluctantly shook his head. You smiled at him and said, "Good. One more word and then I'm kicking you out of the house."

"It's my apartment," Jaebeom protested but upon seeing your expression he quickly said, "I understand."

You turned around and pressed your nose against the window again, taking in the beautiful scenery.

A while later you heard the bed shift and footsteps come your way before feeling a pair of arms wrap around your torso. Jaebeom rested his head on your shoulder as he back hugged you and muttered, "You're so scary when your mad."

"It works on you though," You told him.

Tightening his grip around you, Jaebeom said, "Want to go and play outside."

"I thought you'd never ask."

You woke up, feeling someone lift you up. Opening your eyes slightly, you grasped Jackson's strong arms as he lifted you up from the couch where you had fallen asleep waiting for him.

"What are you doing?" You asked, startled, still half asleep.

"When did you come back?" You asked when jackson didn't reply.

"Just now," He said, and you immediately heard the tiredness in his voice.

"Put me down. Aren't you tired?" You told him.

"Just sleep," Jackson told you, carrying you to your shared bedroom.

"You must be tired Jackson. Put me down," You told him, now fully awake, linking your arms behind his neck.

Jackson chose to ignore you and entered the bedroom, placing you down on the bed.

"How was practice?" You asked him.

"Fine," He answered walking over to the cupboard, "Why were you sleeping on the couch."

"I was waiting for you. I probably feel asleep," You answered him with a yawn.

"You should just sleep. Don't wait for me," Jackson told, finishing changing up and going into the attached bathroom to wash up.

"Are you going to take a shower?" You asked him.

"Yes! Why? Do you want to join me," He asked, walking back into view.

You gave him a pointed look and said, "Wash up quickly. I want to cuddle."

In less than ten minutes Jackson was slipping onto the bed next to you, shifting you so that you were resting your head on his shoulder.

"You know," You started, "My coworker told me that I have a high chance of getting promoted soon."

"Really? Why?" Jackson asked, turning around to face you.

"What do you mean why?" You said, slightly hitting his shoulders, "It's because I'm brilliant."

"Sorry. Of course they'll promote you. You're brilliant at everything," Jackson told you.

"Aren't you tired from practice?" You questioned him, sensing the double meaning hidden in his statement.

"Well, you know, I'm never tired for you," Jackson whispered, bringing you closer so that your bodies were touching each other.

"Jackson," You told him, lowering your gaze and touching his cheek with your fingertips, "I admire your. . .determination. But as you see, I'm rather tired. And unlike you, I do not have the same. . . determination the entire time."

Pecking your lips and then your forehead, Jackson hugged you smiling and giddily said, "Goodnight sweetheart."

"Now I'm warning you Y/N. This movie is really sad," Jinyoung said, selecting the movie on Netflix.

"I know, I know," You groaned, already predicting the waterfall of tears that would come.

"Don't come cuddle me later. You'll wet my t-shirt again," Jinyoung said.

"Oh please," You scoffed, "You cry as much as me."

"Me? I never cry. You always cry," Jinyoung said, plopping down on the couch next to you.

You scoffed, unable to believe Jinyoung's denial.

"How about this. The person who cries the most will listen to everything the winner says for a week," Jinyoung suggests, fully confident.

You were about to refuse but then paused. "For a week?" You asked slowly.

Jinyoung nodded and said, "For a week."

"Alright then. Bring it on," You said.

Jinyoung smirked, playing the movie and said, "Get ready to lose Y/N."

"As if," You scoffed.

Almost two hours later the end credits began to play on the screen in front of you two and you sighed, yawning and stretching simultaneously.

"Well that was nice. A bit sad. . .but nice," You finally concluded.

You frowned when you didn't hear Jinyoung's response and instead heard a muffled sniff.

You snapped your head towards him and peered into the dim lightning.

"You're crying!" You pointed out.

Sniff

"No. I'm not," Jinyoung defended himself.

"Yes you are," You argued back.

Jinyoung stayed silent for a moment before throwing his head back and groaned. "Fine. I cried," Jinyoung said.

"How much?" You asked grinning, clearly enjoying all of this.

"Anyways, here you go," You said, extending your legs towards him.

Jinyoung looked at your feet and then at your face, confusion etched on his face.

"What?" Jinyoung asked, confused.

"Massage them. My feet hurt. You lost the bet remember," You told him, closing you eyes and preparing yourself for the relaxation.

Jinyoung looked as if he wanted to say something more but held it in and instead began to massage your feet.

He sighed and mumbled, "Remind me not to make a bet with you again."

You wrap the blanket closer around you, trying to get more warmth in.

Shivering slightly, you looked to your right where Youngjae sat, Coco cuddling in his lap.

Youngjae looked at you when he sensed your gaze and asked, "Are you cold?"

"A bit," You admitted nodding.

"Come here," Youngjae said, extending his arm out and you scooted over so that you were now cuddling with him.

"The sky is so pretty," You said after a while, staring out into the clear sky with sparkling stars, "It makes me feel calm."

Youngjae too looked up at the sky and gazed into it. After a while he spoke up, "I guess it's all about spending it with the right person."

You turned your neck to the side and looked at him. "Well, then I guess I'm with the right person then. I wouldn't enjoy it this much if it weren't," You told him honestly.

Youngjae looked down at you and smiled.

"I love you," He told you, reaching over and pecking your lips.

"Bammie look!" You squealed, pointing to the vending machine.

"What?" Bambam asked confused, looking around where you were pointing.

"Not there silly. Look. Over there. It's a tiny kitten," You pointed out, on your tiptoes.

Bambam squinted his eyes, looking in the direction you were pointing out at and then finally spotted what you were trying to show.

"Oh. It's a cat," He said.

"A stray kitten Bam," You told him before undoing your interlocked arms and running towards the kitten.

You ran over and bend your knees, kneeling in front of the kitten.

"Careful. It might scratch," Bambam warned, coming behind you.

"It's so cute," You gushed at it, watching it purr at you.

"I want to take it home," You told Bambam, looking up at him.

Bambam gave you a look and then kneeled next to you, saying, "Are you sure?"

"Yes! Very sure!" You told him enthusiastically.

Bambam sighed and said, "But what if it hurts you."

"It won't hurt me. Look at it. It's so pure," You said and by now you already had the kitten in your arms, scratching its tummy.

"Alright then. Let's take it to your place and give it a bath," Bambam said, getting up.

You smiled like a kid receiving candy and looked up, brightly saying, "Thank you!"

, he and his girlfriend are dancing

"Oh no no no," You said shaking your head as Yugyeom tired to drag you out onto the middle of the floor.

"Come on Y/N. It'll be fun!" Yugyeom told you, clearly winning at dragging you out.

"But Yugyeom, I can't dance. I'll look like a flammable balloon next to you," You complained.

"It's just us Y/N. No ones judging you," Yugyeom told you, succeeding in bringing you to the middle of the floor.

You dropped your arms to your side and gave him a slight sour look.

"Dance," Yugyeom told you, staring at you expectantly.

You stared at him with a blank look before saying, "I can't just dance. I don't know how to. Am I just suppose to throw my hands into the air?"

Yugyeom sighed as if you were the most impossible thing ever. Taking your hands in his, he began to move you around, bringing you close to him and far. Twirling you around he said, "See. It's not that hard."

"Yes, because you're the one doing everything," You told him.

"You're far better than you were before. You haven't stepped on my feet even once," Yugyeom said and as soon as he said it, he twirled you around suddenly, making you loose your balance and falling into him.

Luckily he caught you and you gave him a sheepish grin and said, "No. I'm falling everywhere this time"

Cloudy

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"When you feel stuck, look at the sky. The clouds remind us that everything changes."

- Unknown

All Eunhye wanted to do was go to the grocery store to pick some flour so she could bake cookies and eat away at her worries. How was she supposed to know that a world famous idol would accidentally drop his coffee on her, staining her favourite white t-shirt and ruining the hair she had just gotten washed at the salon.

However one thing that was sure was the way he walked into her life, he was not going to leave easily.