139 White Towels (1/2)

Minhyun came late on that day. Although he wanted to come earlier, work didn't allow him to.

When he arrived to his home, he was surprised to see Yoona and Ji-ho at the coffee table in front of his television. They were attentively doing work. While Yoona was studying, Ji-ho was on his computer with Minhyun's present beside of him.

Strangely, a warm feeling erupted in his chest. What was this? Seeing this scene in his own house felt weird.

Yoona looked up, a smile erupting on her face. ”You're back!”

She ran towards him and engulfed him into a hug. His hands quickly wrapped around her waist as he lifted her up in the air before giving her a small peck on her lips.

Ah he still couldn't believe she was his.

Their eyes met and Yoona could feel her heart tingle. Despite seeing him yesterday, she felt as if they hadn't seen each other for weeks.

However, despite this being a heartfelt moment, Ji-ho's statements filled her mind. His words would not erase from her memories. The image of Minhyun mast... Horror filled her face. She didn't even want to think about it now.

”Is there something wrong?” He asked, noticing her reddened expression.

She cleared her throat. ”Nothing. It's really nothing.”

Ji-ho, sensing what Yoona could be thinking about, let out a mischievous smile. Being the cause of this mess, he found it his duty to help her out. ”Hey Minhyun. Do you usually come back this late?”

Minhyun looked at his watch. It was eleven thirty.

”Usually. But I would say that this is an average.”

Ji-ho let out a sigh. He looked at Yoona with a pitiful glance. ”Poor you.”

Yoona let out a chuckle. ”Didn't we have this conversation before? I'm fine.”

Minhyun glanced at the two. ”What were you two talking about?”

She sent him a rea.s.suring smile. Knowing Minhyun, she didn't want to burden him with the fact that he came always late. She quickly tried to change the subject. ”Nothing of importance. Hey. It's quite late. You should get ready.”

He nodded. ”I should.”

He sent them another glance. ”Good luck with your work. I will join you soon.”

”Okay!”

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While Minhyun showered, the two stayed at the table, diligently doing their work. Or Yoona was anyways. Ji-ho wasn't paying attention to what he was originally doing and was instead sending quick glances to the young girl. There was a strange glint in his eyes.

”Hey Yoona,” he sang.

She didn't bother to look at him. ”What?”

He thought for a moment before humming. This was not the right timing. ”Nothing.”

Her eyebrows furrowed. What was going on with that dude? ”Okay then?”

Once the sound of water in the background stopped, Ji-ho's face perked up. Okay. Now this was the time to speak.

”Yoona,” he said again.

Since she was deeply studying, Yoona pursed her lips upon hearing his voice. ”Yes?”

”I was exploring Minhyun's room before and I think I left something there. If I go alone he's going to get p.i.s.sed, so would you go in with me?” He asked.

Yoona shot him a glance. ”No. Get it yourself.”

”Please,” he said urgently. While he stood up, he pulled her hand towards him, urging for her to stand as well. ”Let's go. You know how mad he's going to get!”

She looked at Ji-ho suspiciously. ”What exactly are you missing?”

”Something… Now hurry up!”

Seeing the pitiful look in his eyes and knowing his condition, she reluctantly stood up. Despite the weird feeling in her gut, she followed him to Minhyun's room.

Ji-ho prayed inside of his head. Hopefully, his timing wasn't too late and Minhyun would be in his room changing. You see, while they were in Jeju, the white-haired boy noticed that Minhyun had a habit of changing in his room rather than staying in the washroom. Apparently, the washroom was too stuffy for him after a hot shower.

Although this plan was based on luck, after his past experience, he hoped to have the right timing. A almost naked man alone in a room with his love? It was a formula for love!

”One… Two…” He muttered.

”What are you saying?” Yoona said.

But before she could hear an answer, Ji-ho swung the door open.

Minhyun, in all his glory, was wearing a towel around his waist. His lean upper body was in full view, the water glistening against his skin.

Perfect. Ji-ho's hands pressed against her back, pus.h.i.+ng her in.

”What in the world-”

Before she knew it, the door closed.