"april? that's not feasible. april is right around the corner." i said nervously.

"why couldn't it be feasible?" jungkook asked, turned to look at me.

both of us are looking at each other.

"more importantly, why did you make that decision alone? are you not even going to ask what i want? i don't get a word anymore?"

"if you didn't want me to step in, then you shouldn't have let the situation spiral out of hand like that." he stated as he looked away from my eyes.

"look. i'm really sorry to have taken up your time, but i don't know what to do if you get mad like this."

"you think that's what i'm mad about? what am i to you? when something happens, i should hear it from you and not my niece." he started to scold me, he sounds disappointed.

huh?

"well...you're busy. i didn't want to bother you with my troubles." i said as i looked down to my feet.

"do you have to draw a line between us and treat me like a stranger?"

"i thought i was being considerate."

"considerate? making me look at you standing there with your head down like you've committed a sin is being considerate towards me?"

what is wrong with him? things that have passed do not need to be brought up again.

"who asked you to come? if you didn't come, you wouldn't have seen that!" i shouted at him, feeling angry all of a sudden.

"what? are you serious? this concerns my child and the mother of my child. how can i turn a blind eye?"

huh?

okay, at this point i knew i am the guilty one. i realized that i've gone too far. but, still.

"how is this easy for you? i know you have a tremendous sense of responsibility, but it was just a one night stand. you don't even really know who i am! just because i'm carrying your child...!"

don't cry, chaeyoung. don't cry in front of him.

"it's not that easy for me. being with you is hard. i don't feel comfortable." i sobbed.

yeah, i don't want to cry but the tears are flowing non-stop.

jungkook just kept silent, looking at me nervously.

"i'm not mad at you..i-it's.." he tried to calm me down but i cried even harder.

not until he squeezed me into a warm hug.

"i'm sorry for getting angry. don't cry." he said, gently patting my back.

"why are you consoling me..? do you know..how much i..?" i can't continue to speak when the tears are still flowing.

why am i crying this much?

do you know how much i had been holding back my tears?

and now all he's doing is making my heart flutter even more.

"if you've cried it all out, can we talk now?" jungkook asked, still patting my back.

"i'm sorry..." i apologized.

"what?"

i let go of the hug and saw my tear marks on his suit.

"i ruined your suit.." i said shyly. this is so embarrassing.

i could feel my face are burning right now.

"you don't have to worry ab-" he said but i looked away when he's trying to make eye-contact with me.

"yes..it seems you have. this suit is quite expensive, too.." he added.

ahem!

"i-i'm sure it is. if you could take it off, i'll get it dry cleaned for you."

"hm, i don't know. this suit isn't something you can just drop off at the cleaners." he said casually.

what?!

"it can't be dry cleaned?" i asked nervously. crap!

"i don't think so. ah, there is one way. will you do it for me?"

as long as i can replace the expensive suit that i ruined, i will do anything for him.

"o-of course." but, please. don't ask me for money.

"good. then why don't you marry me and we'll call it even?" jungkook said and he suddenly pushed me so that he could be as near as he can to me.

"whaat?! what does your suit have to do with marriage?" i abruptly asked.

gosh, we are so close!

"suits and weddings do go hand-in-hand, so you can't say they are unrelated."

aish, this man. please stop making me blush hardly, can you?!

"you're teasing me, aren't you?"

"am i?"

i could feel one of his hand on my thigh and another one at my back, making my movement limited.

"why are you teasing me like this? i'm being serious."

"i'm finding it fun to tease you."

i scoffed, "that's the first time someone has said that to me."

"then can you tell me now?" he asked.

"tell you what?" what is he even talking about? i can't keep in the track in this position of us.

"why you don't want to marry me."

huh?

"excluding the part where we don't love each other since that's something that can always change after we get married." he added.

this again. i just want to be honest with him.

i looked down.

i moved a bit so that i can sit comfortably.

"i'm scared. i'm afraid we won't make it. i know that this is what's best for doo-jool, but i'm not sure what's best for me and you." i said slowly.

but suddenly he moved his hand and held my shoulder. i looked back at him.

"chaeyoung. i'm sure of it, so just trust and follow me. i'll do my best to put you at ease, so don't be scared." he assured me, talking softly.

he always find a way to make me blush.

"marry me in april." he continued.

but there are just a week before april.

"but april is..."

"don't worry about anything else. i'm far more capable than you think. all you have to do is say yes." he said.

jungkook moved closer and placed a kiss on my forehead.

he looked at me softly and eyeing my lips.

ah, my heart. i can't control it. why is it beating so fast?!

is he going to kiss me on the lips now?

i closed my eyes and pursed my lips a bit so that we could kiss. i want to feel and taste those sweet lips again.

"you haven't given me an answer yet." jungkook suddenly asked.

what?! ack, what am i even thinking? jungkook is going to kiss me?

i opened my eyes quickly and acted as normal as i can.

"uh...well..i..." i just embarrassed myself, making me stuttered a bit.

jungkook cupped my face and said, "if you don't say anything in three seconds, i'm going to take the silence as a yes."

"what?! wait, isn't this...?" i was too shocked when he started counting.

but i still want his lips on top of mine.

"one...two..."

wait...i closed my eyes as soon as he softly landed a kiss on my lips.

-

when i got home, i instantly threw myself on the bed.

what a crazy day.

did i really agree to marry him? can that man not count to three?

maybe getting married to someone who'll kiss me like that everyday won't be so bad.

i smacked my cheeks using both of my hands.

chaeyoung, what are you saying right now?! snap out of it!

he told me i didn't need to feel scared, but i can't help it. a rushed marriage like this probably has a higher chance of failing than it does at succeeding.

of course, since i didn't say 'no', i don't plan on backing out now. but...

suddenly i heard someone knocked on my door.

"chae, what are you doing? i'm coming in." taehyung said from the other side.

i just watched him as he entered my room.

"you look terrible. what's wrong?" he asked.

i sighed, what's wrong with the way i look..?

"why would you just come into someone's room like that?" i scolded him.

he walked towards me and said, "i kept on calling for you and you weren't responding."

i quickly got up and sat comfortably on my bed.

"couldn't you have thought i had fallen asleep or something?"

"i heard you left work early, so i thought you might be sick." he said, plopping himself beside me on the bed.

"what's up with your eyes? did you cry?" taehyung suddenly asked while trying to touch me so he could see my eyes clearly.

"no, i didn't. don't touch me. i'll bite." i warned him.

he smacked my forehead using his knuckles.

ack!

"why are you acting like this when i'm just worried about you? anyway, wash up and come out. i bought chicken."

why would he do that?